12. Letter Dix.
LETTER DIX.
T o the Same.
Larn, April 15, 1743.
My dear Friend, I Wrote to you from several places; and all my letters have, or will I trust come to hand. I can yet send you more glad tidings. But words cannot express what the Lord has done for your unworthy friend, and his own dear people's souls. On Monday I preached at a place in the way, and afterwards at Neath, a sea port town, to about three thousand people: all was quiet, and the power of Jesus was much there. Then I went to Swanzey seven miles from Neath.—On Tuesday I preached, and the Lord was with me. In the evening I went to Llanelthy, eight miles from Swanzey. There I preached twice on Wednesday with great power to a large congregation; and in the evening near Aberquilley, five miles from thence. On Thursday I preached at Carmarthen, one of the greatest and most polite places in Wales; in the morning from the top of the cross: in the evening from a table near it. It was the great sessions. The justices desired I would stay till they rose, and they
would come. Accordingly they did, and many thousands more; and several people of quality. Jesus was much with me, and I hope much good work was done. Several sent for me to their houses. Dear brother H―― exhorts in every place. I have just been preaching, and it would rejoice your heart to see what is doing. I want room and time to tell you all. In about ten days I hope to be near Bristol. In the mean while, I am, dear friend,
Ever yours, G. W.