_To D. T――――, in Yorkshire._
_London, May 6, 1743._
_My dear Brother_,
A Day or two ago, I had the pleasure of receiving a letter from you, which I find was written some time since, but came not to hand, as I was out of town. Accept my thanks, though late, and let the blessed JESUS be praised, again and again, for causing his children to love and esteem unworthy, hell-deserving me. O, my dear brother, “Love is of GOD, and he that dwelleth in love, dwelleth in GOD, and GOD in him.” Glad am I that our Saviour is getting himself the victory in your parts, and that fresh doors are opened for our dear brother _I――――_ to preach the everlasting gospel. I have been just writing to him; and now improve a few moments to send you a line also. Blessed be our glorious _Emmanuel_, I can tell you of new and glorious conquests made of late. I am but just returned from a circuit of 400 miles in _Gloucestershire_ and _South Wales_. _Dagon_ hath every where fallen before the ark, and the fields are white ready unto harvest. The congregations were very large, and I was never enabled to preach with greater power. I purpose staying here about a month, and once more to attack the prince of darkness in _Moor-fields_, when the holidays come. Many precious souls have been captivated with CHRIST’s love in that wicked place. _Jerusalem_ sinners bring most glory to the Redeemer. Where I shall go next, I cannot yet tell. If my Master should point out the way, a visit to _Yorkshire_ would be very agreeable. Perhaps _Exeter_ and _Cornwall_ may be the next places. That is dry ground. I love to range in such places. O my dear brother, continue to pray for me, and help me to praise the blessed Lamb of GOD. Indeed I pray for you, and the redeemed sinners, amongst whom you are. That the great Shepherd and Bishop of souls may fill you with all peace and joy in believing, is the hearty prayer of, my dear brother,
Yours most affectionately in CHRIST, _G. W._