_To the Reverend Mr. G――――._
_Newcastle, October 29, 1761._
_Reverend and very dear Sir_,
THOUGH at a very unexpected, and seemingly unseasonable time, I am thus
far travelled northwards. Hitherto the LORD hath helped me to hold out.
Fain would I reach _Scotland_, to see some of my dear friends before
I die. My spirits, though in some degree recruited, are yet low, and
I am kept from my old delightful work. But all things are possible
with JESUS CHRIST. He can either restore, or enable me to drink the
bitter cup of continued silence. LORD JESUS, do thou help me to say
from my inmost soul, “Father, not my will, but thine be done!” I desire
to be more than remembered to my dear _G――――_ friends, and beg the
continuance of their prayers in behalf of, my very dear Sir,
Theirs and yours, &c. &c. in our common LORD,
_G. W._