375. Letter Ccclxxiii.
LETTER CCCLXXIII.
T o the Right Honourable the Earl of L――.
Bristol, Nov. 24, 1741.
My Lord, MY heart longs to send you another letter. I wish, above all things, that your soul may prosper. I had an extraordinary power given me to pray for you lately in Wales. God gave me to wrestle, and I think an assurance that I should prevail. I am looking out for an answer. Your Lordship's next letter, I hope, will afford me matter for rejoicing in your behalf. Your Lordship is now entered on the field of battle: you are engaged in a cruel, but a glorious warfare. Go on; though faint, yet still pursue: nil desperandum, Christo duce, auspice Christo. My prayer for your Lordship is this:
Give him a will, give him the pow'r, Still equal to the war; Great Captain of Salvation, thou Thy trembling soldier chear!
O, my Lord, it is a blessed thing to fight the Redeemer's battles: I find he makes us more than conquerors through his love. I still enjoy much of the divine presence, and hope I pass from glory to glory daily. I preach here at six in the morning, and also in the evening. God causes his goodness to pass before us. In a week I hope to set out for London. Be pleased to direct your next thither. The lords have returned my appeal. At present, a hook is put in the leviathan's nose. "When a man's ways please the Lord, he maketh his enemies to be at peace with him." I hope your Lady prospers both in body and soul. My own, and dear fellow-travellers most humble respects and prayers attend your whole houshold. I am, with great affection, my Lord,
Your Lordship's most obedient humble servant, G. W.