_To Mr. B――――._
_Cambuslang, Aug. 18, 1742._
_Dear Mr. B――――_,
I Think there is a mystery in the LORD’s dealing with you and your
brother. Surely he would never suffer you to be thus tempted, did he
not intend to honour you by and by. What our Saviour does to us now we
know not; it is enough that he hath assured us we shall know hereafter.
I rejoice to hear that you have so many christian negroes. I hope they
are only the first-fruits of a more glorious harvest. Though the work
may be at a stop for a while, fear not; JESUS will revive his own work
in his own time. Notwithstanding our blunders, imprudence, and the
opposition of enemies from without, yet the counsel of the LORD shall
stand, and he will set his king upon his holy hill of _Zion_. The
Mediator’s kingdom makes glorious advances here. I cannot tell you the
hundredth part. I verily believe we shall see greater things abroad. I
know you pray that I may have a prosperous journey to you, by the will
of GOD. I expect to embark for _Georgia_ in a few months. In the mean
while, you shall not be forgotten by, dear Mr. _B――――_,
Your most affectionate friend, brother and servant,
_G. W._