_To Mrs. C――――._
_London, October 25, 1757._
_My dear Mrs. C――――_,
I FIND by your last to your brother _James_, that you was in jeopardy.
But I trust He that once drove away the _Spaniards_, will also preserve
you and the rest of my dear family from a French invasion. GOD give you
strength and courage! He will. Every thing seems to be in a critical
situation. GOD knows the event.
Blest is faith that trusts CHRIST’s pow’r,
Blest are saints that wait His hour.
In the midst of all, the work goes on here. In _Dublin_ I was like to
be stoned to heaven: but I am on earth yet. We had glorious seasons
both in _Scotland_ and _Ireland_. O that the cloud pointed to
_America_! But the Redeemer’s time is the best. He will bless you for
taking care of his family in the wilderness. I wish it had been reduced
more by the dismission of the _R――――s_ and _B――――l_. But perhaps GOD
may over rule all for the childrens future good. I hear that _R――――_
is in a _French_ prison; GOD give to him and his true repentance! They
have acted an ungrateful part; but thus our LORD was used; and the
servant must be as his LORD. The judgment-day will clear all. I wish
Mr. _B――――_ may be easy where he is. Mr. _P――――_ may agree upon terms
with him, and with _I―――― H――――_. I love old friends and servants, and
desire to bless GOD that my family hath got such a governess. Pray let
me know if you want any apparel, &c. I shall be quite concerned if you
abridge yourself of any thing. I cannot reward you: but the GOD whom
I desire to serve, can and will. To his tender and never-failing mercy
do I most humbly commit you, and beg the continuance of your prayers in
behalf of, my dear Mrs. _C――――_,
Your most affectionate, and obliged friend,
and servant for CHRIST’s sake,
_G. W._