_To Mr. T――――._
_Portsmouth, June 19, 1752._
_My dear Friend_,
I Thank you for your very kind letter, and thank the LORD of all Lords for honouring dear Mr. _G――――_. Now he will do more good in a week, than before in a year. Where the carcase is, there the eagles will be gathered together. Last _Monday_ we sung for him the following lines;
_Give him thy strength, O GOD of power,_ _Then let winds blow, or thunders roar;_ _Thy faithful witness shall he be,_ _’Tis fixed――he can do all through Thee._
How blind is Satan! What does he get by casting out CHRIST’s servants? I expect that some great good will come out of these confusions. We wait for thy salvation, O LORD! I hope your soul prospers. I long to see you, and my other _Scotch_ friends, but question whether I can come this summer. The LORD direct me to act as shall be most conducive to his glory and the good of souls! We have had blessed seasons in _London_; there I must be again in about a fortnight. On next _Tuesday_ the Trustees give up _Georgia_ to the King; the King of Kings has appeared for _Bethesda_. I cannot think of seeing it again, till next year. In the mean while you must pray that I may be busy for CHRIST. And in so doing you will strengthen the hands of, my dear, dear friend,
Yours, &c. _G. W._