_To the Reverend Mr. G――――._
_Rotheram, October 15, 1758._
_Reverend and very dear Sir_,
SINCE my leaving _Scotland_, in various parts of the north of
_England_, as at _Alnwick_, _Newcastle_, _Leeds_, &c. the ever-loving,
altogether-lovely JESUS hath manifested forth his glory. Thousands and
thousands have flocked twice, and sometimes thrice a day to hear the
word. Never did I see the fields whiter, or more ripe for a spiritual
harvest. Praise the LORD, O our souls! If the weather continues fair,
I hope to prolong my Summer’s campaign. It shocks me to think of Winter
quarters yet. LORD, help me! How soon does the year roll round! LORD
JESUS, quicken my tardy pace! I suppose by this time Mr. _G――――_ is
got home. Blessed be GOD for owning him. I expect to see him in a few
days. I write this from the house of a once terrible persecutor of her
husband, but now a _Lydia_. What a change doth grace make! As they were
in debt at _Leeds_ for their building, last Lord’s-day I collected for
them near fifty pounds. LORD JESUS, help me to know no party but thine!
This I am persuaded is your catholic spirit. O for an increase of it
among all denominations! I could enlarge, but the people are waiting.
I thank GOD I am not worse in my health. Help me to cry Grace! grace!
I suppose Dr. _W――――_ hath sent you Miss _Prince_’s letter. You will
remember me to dear Mrs. _G――――_ and all friends. I send repeated
thanks for all favours, and earnestly entreat the continuance of their
prayers in behalf of, reverend and very dear Sir,
Theirs and yours, &c. in our glorious Head,
_G. W._