Newcastle, October 29, 1761.
Reverend and very dear Sir,
THOUGH at a very unexpected, and seemingly unseasonable time, I am thus far travelled northwards. Hitherto the Lord hath helped me to hold out. Fain would I reach Scotland, to see some of my dear friends before I die. My spirits, though in some degree recruited, are yet low, and I am kept from my old delightful work. But all things are possible with Jesus Christ. He can either restore, or enable me to drink the bitter cup of continued silence. Lord Jesus, do thou help me to say from my inmost soul, “Father, not my will, but thine be done!” I desire to be more than remembered to my dear G—— friends, and beg the continuance of their prayers in behalf of, my very dear Sir,
Theirs and yours, &c. &c. in our common Lord,
G. W.
LETTER MCCLVII.
To the Reverend Mr. G——.
Edinburgh, November 9, 1761.
THOUGH I have been very ill since my coming to Edinburgh, yet I must come just to see my dear friends at G——. I cannot be there till Thursday noon. Little, very little can be expected from a dying man. But I can now hear a little for myself. I write this in the midst of company. All my dear friends will not fail to pray for, very dear Sir,