_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._
_Leeds, September 25, 1762._
_Dear Sir_,
WHAT a pity that I cannot answer your kind letter, by telling you where
to meet me! but it is impracticable. I am just now setting forwards
towards _London_, but fear I cannot reach it before _Sunday_. My chaise
wanted repairing here. O how good hath JESUS been to a worthless worm!
Once a day preaching, I can bear well; more hurts me. What shall I
do with the chapel and tabernacle? LORD JESUS, be thou my guide and
helper! He will! he will. Send word to tabernacle that you heard from
me. We have had sweet seasons. Grace! grace! To his never-failing
mercy do I commend your whole dear self, and all that are so kind as
to enquire after, my very dear friend,
Yours, &c. in our common LORD,
_G. W._