_To Mr. Wm. W――――, at Edinburgh._
_Bristol, May 16, 1741._
_Dear Sir_,
I Received both your kind letters, and with this send you my hearty
thanks for them. I also thank you for your kind invitation of me to
_Scotland_. GOD only knows when I can come.――All I can say at present
is, I will come when the LORD permits. Sad tares have been sown here.
It will require some time to pluck them up. The doctrines of the
gospel are sadly run down, and most monstrous errors propagated. They
assert, “That the very in-being of sin must be taken out of us, or
otherwise we are not new creatures.” O dear Sir, exhort all to pray
for me, that I may be faithful to my LORD, and yet kept gentle in my
temper. At present, our dear LORD causes me to triumph in every place.
His gospel gets ground, and his power is manifested among us day by
day. The fields are white, every where ready unto harvest. Our LORD
I trust will gather his wheat into his heavenly garners. My kind
respects attend Mr. _M――――_ and Mr. _D――――_. Had I time I would write
a long letter to each. But I am interrupted. However, I am glad to
snatch a few moments to beg a continuance of your prayers for a poor
unworthy worm, and to assure you that I am, dear Sir,
Your affectionate brother and servant in CHRIST,
_G. W._