LETTER CCCCLXXXIII.
To Mr. C——.
London, Nov. 20, 1742.
My very dear Brother,
THE first part of your letter did not surprize me at all, though it made me look up to the Lord for you. I believed you would be down in the valley of humiliation soon; but fear not, it is only that you may be exalted the more. I trust, this will find you mounting on wings like an eagle, walking, yet not weary; running, yet not faint. God has, does, and will remarkably appear for you. Doubtless, you are his servant and minister. He therefore that touches you, touches the apple of God’s eye. Poor Wiltshire people! I pity them. If I knew their Bishop, I would apply to him on their behalf. I wrote to the Bishop of Bangor for our brethren in Wales, and have received a very favourable answer. The wrath of man shall turn to God’s praise, and the remainder of it he will restrain. How wonderfully has he appeared in all ages for his church and people! My dear family abroad has been marvellously preserved. Blessed be God, they are returned to Bethesda in peace. We have sweet seasons daily, and I am carried in the arms of love. My Master careth for me, and seems to order my goings in his way. O help me to praise him. I think you are never forgotten by, my dear C——,
Your most affectionate brother and servant,
G. W.
LETTER CCCCLXXXIV.
To Mr. J—— E——.