_To the Reverend Mr. G――――._
_Edinburgh, August 10, 1758._
_My very dear Friend_,
I THANK you most heartily for your kind letter of invitation to
_G――――_. But alas! what shall I say?――I fear it cannot be complied
with. For above these three months last past, I have been so weak in
my animal frame, that I can scarcely drag the crazy load along. With
great difficulty I came here, and if I should stay to come westward, it
would make my journey to _London_ too far in the year, as I have many
places to call upon in the way. Blessed be GOD, the work prospers in
_London_ more than ever. I am strengthened to preach here twice a day;
but alas, I grow weaker and weaker in preaching, and in all I do for
the ever-loving and altogether lovely JESUS. I suppose you have heard
of the death of Mr. _Jonathan Edwards_.――Happy he!――You will add to
my obligations, by continuing to pray, that the divine strength may be
magnified in my weakness, and that I may speedily (if it be the divine
will) be sent for to my wished-for heaven!――Praying that we may have
a happy meeting there, with ten thousand thanks for all past unmerited
kindnesses, I subscribe myself, very dear friends,
Yours, &c. in our common glorious Head,
_G. W._
_P. S._ My tender love awaits all enquiring friends.