_To Lady H――――n._
_London, October 27, 1756._
_Ever-honoured Madam_,
HOPING that they would find your Ladyship at _Bristol_, I wrote a few
lines not long ago from _Leeds_. Since that I have been in honest Mr.
_G――――_ and Mr. _J――――_’s round, preaching upon the mountains to many
thousands. One that was awakened three years ago, is gone to heaven,
and desired to be buried upon the spot where she was awakened. The
sacrament at Mr. _G――――_’s was most awful, and the _Welch_ night at
_Leeds_ exceeding solemn. I would have continued my circuit, but found
that preaching so frequently in those cold countries, was bringing on
my last year’s disorder. Being therefore grown very prudent, I am come
to open our new chapel in _Tottenham-Court Road_, and in my poor way
to recommend the ever-loving, ever-lovely JESUS. LORD, what am I, that
thou shouldest suffer me to put a pin in thy tabernacle! O for grace
to stand in a trying hour. Something very extraordinary lies before us:
“Prepare to meet thy GOD,” seems now to be the call to all. Blessed be
GOD, his Spirit hath not done striving for us. This, I hope, is a token
for good. Never did I know the fields more ready unto harvest, than
I have seen them in the North. May I wish your Ladyship joy of what
hath happened at the other end of the town. May his Lordship be made
a long and public blessing to this sinful nation! If the other elect
Ladies are all at _Clifton_ court, I wish you all the blessings of the
everlasting gospel. Though utterly unworthy of such an honour, offering
my poor pepper-corn of acknowledgment for all your Ladyship’s unmerited
kindnesses, I beg leave to subscribe myself, ever-honoured Madam,
Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and
ready servant for CHRIST’s sake,
_G. W._