HOW much am I obliged to you, for your two kind letters, and more especially for the repeated offers of your ministerial assistance. They will be most gratefully accepted, and I humbly hope remarkably succeeded, by Him who hath promised to be with us always even to the end of the world. Blessed be his name, we have been favoured with delightful passover feasts. The shout of the King of kings is still heard in the midst of our Methodist camps; and the shout of Grace, grace! resounds from many quarters. Our almighty Jesus knows how to build his temple in troublous times. His work prospers in the hands of the elect Countess, who is now gone to Bath, much recovered from her late indisposition. Worthy Lady F——y proposes soon to follow, in order to reside there. Some more coronets, I hear, are likely to be laid at the Redeemer’s feet. They glitter gloriously when set in, and surrounded with a crown of thorns.
Subjects of the Lord, be bold;
Jesus will his kingdom hold:
Wheels encircling wheels must run,
Each in course to bring it on.
I know who joins in crying, Hallelujah! Even a Waller, a Harriot, both heirs of the grace of life. That the Spirit of Christ and of glory may abide and rest upon them here, and that they may shine with distinguished lustre in his heavenly kingdom hereafter, most earnestly prays,
Less than the least of all,
G. W.