Aberdeen, October 9, 1741.
Reverend and dear Sir,
SOME time past, I received a letter from your Presbytery of Sutherland, and if I mistake not, with your name subscribed. However, as I this night have seen your son, I think it my duty in a letter to you, to thank the reverend presbytery for their kind invitation; but as my stay in Scotland is so short, and Sutherland so far Northward, I cannot think of going thither at this time. Notwithstanding, my prayer to God is, that the glorious gospel may flourish in your hands, and that you may bring many, very many souls to Jesus. This, reverend Sir, unless my heart deceives me, is my only aim.
For this let men revile my name,
I shun no Cross, I fear no shame;
All hail reproach, and welcome pain,
Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain!
O, dear Sir, my heart is warmed with the love of Jesus; whilst I am writing, the fire kindles. Amazing, that Jesus should suffer me to speak for him! But what shall we say? His grace is free. Dear Sir, help me to cry, Grace! grace! Surely I shall sing it in heaven. I long to be there, but am willing to tarry the Lord’s leisure. Dear Sir, excuse this freedom; I hope I am writing to one that loves Jesus. I would write more, but must away to give a word of exhortation. That the Lord Jesus may fill you with all joy and peace in believing, is the hearty prayer of, Reverend and dear Sir,
Your affectionate friend, brother, &c. in Christ,
G. W.