_To Mr. J―――― K――――, at Exon._
_London, March 6, 1742._
_Dear Sir_,
I Now snatch a few moments to answer your kind letter. As yet, I have
no intimation from providence in respect to coming into your parts.
The cloud at present doth not seem to move that way. So many places
want supplies, that I could wish I had a thousand lives and tongues.
JESUS CHRIST should have them all. Only I am astonished, that the LORD
of the harvest should send out such a worthless labourer, or rather
loiterer as I am. But his grace is free, like himself infinite;
“For to me, who am less than the least of all saints, is this grace
given, that I should preach to poor sinners the unsearchable riches
of CHRIST.” Blessed be GOD, I do not preach in vain. The accounts
from _New-England_, _Scotland_, and _Carolina_, are surprizing. In
_London_, the word of the LORD runs and is glorified. Every day we see
the Redeemer’s stately steps. I have not time, dear Sir, to tell you
what great things our great master is doing for his people, and yet I
believe we shall see greater things than these. From _Georgia_ also,
I have great accounts. The spirit of the LORD hath been breathing upon
the orphans. I thank you, dear Sir, for your intended benefaction,
and kind invitation. If ever our dear LORD calls me your way, I shall
accept it: though I am utterly unworthy to come under any one’s roof,
but more especially that JESUS should come under the roof of the house
of my soul.――But JESUS is love. That his love may be abundantly shed
abroad in your heart, by the Holy Ghost, is the hearty prayer of, dear
Sir,
Your most affectionate friend and servant unknown,
_G. W._