LETTER CCCCXXII.

_To Mr. A――――, in London._

_Edinburgh, June 4, 1742._

_My dear Brother A――――_,

FROM a heart overflowing with a sense of GOD’s love, I write you these

few lines. Yesterday our Saviour brought us hither. On board, I spent

most part of my time in secret prayer. Satan shot many of his fiery

darts against me. Our great _Michael_ gave me a shield of faith, by

which I was enabled to repel them all. As soon as I came on shore, the

holy spirit filled my soul. The LORD commanded people to receive me

and my fellow pilgrim into their houses. Our souls rejoiced in him.

The people were soon alarmed at my arrival. As soon as I came on shore

at _Leith_, many came blessing me, and weeping, took hold of me. About

four in the afternoon we came to _Edinburgh_. Great numbers followed

our coach, and almost catched me in their arms, as soon as I came out

of it. How did they weep for joy! It would have melted you down to

have seen them. When I came to my lodging, many dear friends came to

salute us in the name of the LORD. About seven o’clock I went to see

some persons of distinction, whose hearts the LORD reached, when I

was here last. Some were ready to faint with excess of joy: with these

I prayed and gave thanks. The Holy Ghost filled us with all joy and

peace in believing.――At eight I went to a nobleman’s house, where his

lady and several other dear friends received us with great gladness.

The cushions and bible were immediately brought. I gave a word of

exhortation. We sung, and prayed, and spent the remainder of the

evening most delightfully in talking of the things of GOD. When we

came home, we joined in blessing GOD’s holy name. Though late, I

scarce knew how to go to rest.――This morning I received glorious

accounts of the carrying on of the Mediator’s kingdom. The work of

GOD is beyond expression. Three of the little boys that were converted

when I was last here, came to me and wept, and begged me to pray for

and with them. A minister tells me, that scarce one is fallen back,

who was awakened, either among old or young. The serjeant, whose

letter, brother _C――――_ has, goes on well with his company. O my dear

brother, help me to praise the Lamb that sitteth upon the throne for

ever; and desire all the society to join with you. I believe within

these four months you will hear of very great things. Pray that I may

be very little in my own eyes, and not rob my dear Master of any part

of his glory. We do not forget you. Once a day we meet together and

pray for absent friends. He gives us leave, as it were, to ask of

him what we will, and promises never to leave or forsake us. For

the present, my dear brother, adieu! As opportunity offers, and if

possible every post, some or other of my dear friends shall hear, dear

brother _A――――_, from

Your most affectionate, though most unworthy brother

and servant in CHRIST,

_G. W._

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