_To Lady M―――― H――――._
_London, January 13, 1757_.
_Honoured Madam_,
I WISH your Ladyship joy. What a mercy, to be made an instrument in
settling a true minister of JESUS CHRIST! May he be the spiritual
father to many souls! Your Ladyship’s unexpected sight of your son, was
like life from the dead. What pleasure then must be the consequence of
seeing our relations brought home to GOD! This be your happy lot! The
holy spirit seems to be quickening many dead souls here. I am informed,
that all are alive without the _Cannon-Gate_; but such are dead whilst
they live. O _Scotland_! _Scotland_! Turn us, O good LORD, and so shall
we be turned! We had need to fast and pray too.――Your Ladyship, I doubt
not, mourns in secret. The glorious _Emmanuel_ will put your tears into
his bottle. That your consolations in him may abound evermore, is the
earnest prayer of, honoured Madam,
Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and
ready servant for CHRIST’s sake,
_G. W._
♦ “MLX” replaced with “MCLX”