_To the Reverend Mr. M――――._
_London, January 4, 1757._
_Reverend and dear Sir_,
JUST now I received and read your kind letter, and hope, GOD willing,
on _Friday_, to have the pleasure of a personal interview. May our
common LORD sanctify it to our mutual edification! Glad should I have
been to have known you before. I love the _Hanoverians_, because I
think they love, and would prove faithful to our dear King _George_.
I am sorry for the treatment they have met with, but it is not our
province to meddle with politics. Blessed be GOD for a kingdom that is
not of this world, which can never be removed, or so much as shaken.
Blest is faith that trusts CHRIST’s power,
Blest are saints that wait his hour;
Haste, great conqueror, bring it near;
Let the glorious close appear.
You see, my dear Sir, how free I write. It is because I think you are
a true minister of our glorious _Emmanuel_. Be pleased to remember
me when near his throne. Though a stranger, you know my name: I am
the chief of sinners, and less than the least of all saints, but for
CHRIST’s sake, reverend and dear Sir,
Your unworthy brother and fellow-labourer,
in our LORD’s vineyard,
_G. W._