_To Lady H――――._
_Berwick, Aug. 4, 1750._
_Honoured Madam_,
AT length I have taken a very sorrowful leave of _Scotland_. The longer I continued there, the more the congregations, and the power that attended the word, increased. I have reason to think that many are under convictions, and am assured of hundreds having received great benefit and consolation. The parting was rather more affectionate than ever, and I shall have reason to bless GOD to all eternity for this last visit to _Scotland_. Not a dog moved his tongue all the while I was there, and many enemies where glad to be at peace with me. Who is like our GOD, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, continually doing wonders! Preaching so frequently, and paying so many religious visits, weakened me very much; but I am already much better for my riding thus far, and I trust the LORD will cause me to renew my strength. My obligations to spend and be spent for the blessed JESUS, are greatly increased. O that I may spring afresh, and soar aloft till I fly into the embraces of a sin-forgiving GOD! He hath prepared my way at _Berwick_. One of the ministers hath sent me an offer of his pulpit, and I hear of about ten more round this town that would do the same. I came hither this evening, and purpose, GOD willing, to set out for _Newcastle_ on _Monday_ morning. What success I meet with, your Ladyship shall hear in my next. Was it not so late in the year, I think I would go to _Ireland_. May the LORD direct my goings in his way! _Kendal_, I believe, must have another visit. The enclosed is from one of Mr. _W――――_’s preachers. The contents I believe will please your Ladyship. Honoured Madam, what shall I say? The Redeemer’s goodness quite amazes me. “Less than the least of all,” shall be my motto still. With regret, I send your Ladyship Mr. _H――――_’s too, too much embellished and extravagant character of ill and hell-deserving me. It came from _Plymouth_ last post. Your Ladyship desired to see it, or otherwise I could not bear to send it. To me, O blessed JESUS, nothing belongs, but shame and confusion of face. O that praise as well as contempt may humble this proud heart of mine! Then I shall never be hurt by having the honour to subscribe myself, honoured Madam,
Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and very ready servant for CHRIST’s sake, _G. W._