_To Miss G――――, at Clifton._
_London, February 3, 1758._
_Dear Madam_,
I WAS glad, after so long a silence, to receive a line from _Clifton_, where I find by report there is like to be a total revolution. Your two worthy friends I have neither seen nor heard from; and good Lady _H――――n_ I have not visited, because I believe her Ladyship desired to be entirely private. I suppose she will now be soon in town. GOD comfort her under all her trials, and sanctify new creature-partings and disappointments to your further proficiency, dear Madam, in the divine life. There is a needs-be for all this. GOD help you to sing,
―――――――― O happy rod, That brought me nearer to my GOD.
I have been in hopes of being with him. But I cannot go, though at present reduced to the short allowance of preaching once a day, except thrice on a _Sunday_, At both ends of the town, the word runs and is glorified. The champions in the church go on like sons of thunder. I am to be at _Clapham_ this evening: Mr. _V――――_ will gladly embrace the first opportunity. May it be a _Bethel_! _Bristol_, in all probability, will be my first Spring excursion. O that I may begin to begin to spring for my GOD! I beg, dear Madam, the continuance of your prayers, as being, dear Madam,
Your most obliged and ready servant in our glorious High-priest,