_To Mr. P――――._
_Virginia, January 17, 1755._
_Reverend and very dear Sir_,
THOUGH at this distance of time and place, yet I do not forget our
solemn and mournful parting. Blessed be GOD, there is a time coming,
when these cutting trials will be over. I long, I long for it, and yet
when fresh doors of usefulness are opening, I am content to stay below.
This I trust is the case at present in _Virginia_. The prospect is
promising indeed. People have flocked from all parts to hear the word,
and arrows of conviction have fled, and I believe stuck fast. Seed sown
several years ago, hath sprung up and brought forth fruit. Doth not the
LORD of the harvest by this say, “Go forward.” Do, my dear Sir, help me
by your prayers; I want to have my tardy pace quickened. I am now forty
years old. Surely it is high time to awake out of sleep. I doubt not
but this will find you and yours all alive for JESUS. Being straitened
for time, I must beg you to remember me in the most tender manner to
all dear, very dear friends as they come in your way, and accept the
same for your whole self, from, reverend and very dear Sir,
Your most affectionate, obliged friend, brother,
and servant in our common LORD,
_G. W._