LETTER MCXLIV.

_To Lady H――――n._

_London, July 17, 1756._

_Ever-honoured Madam_,

YOUR Ladyship’s kind letter found me just returned from _Bristol_,

and just setting out for _Maidstone_ and _Chatham_, where I have been

to preach the gospel, and to visit a poor murderer. I hope that my

poor feeble labours were not altogether in vain in the LORD. A divine

influence accompanies the word preached here, and I am now preparing

for my northern expedition. If your Ladyship removes not from

_Donnington_ soon, perhaps I may have the honour of waiting upon your

Ladyship there. My motions must be very quick, because I would hasten

to _Scotland_ as fast as possible, to have more time at my return.

Eternity! eternity! O how do I long for thee! But alas, how often

must we be like pelicans in the wilderness, before we arrive there?

Solitariness prepares for the social life, and the social life for

solitariness again. Thus doth an all-wise Redeemer set one over against

another. JESUS is the alone center of peace and comfort in either

situation. Your Ladyship knows this by happy experience. Perhaps our

consolations come sweetest, when immediately derived from the fountain

head. Springs fail, the fountain never can nor will. That your Ladyship

may every moment be refreshed with its living waters, is and shall be

the earnest prayer of, ever-honoured Madam,

Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and ready servant,

_G. W._

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