173. Letter Dclxx.
LETTER DCLXX.
T o Lady H――.
London, August 22, 1748.
Honoured Madam, EVER since the reading your Ladyship's condescending letter, my soul
(as indeed through grace it was in a degree before) has been overpowered with his presence, who is All in All. When your Ladyship stiled me "your friend," I was amazed at your condescension. But when I thought that Jesus was my friend, it quite overcame me, and made me to lie prostrate before him, crying, Why me, why me? I just now rose from the ground, after praying the Lord of all Lords to water your soul, honoured madam, every moment. As there seems to be a door opening for the nobility to hear the gospel, I will defer my journey till Thursday, and, God willing, preach at your Ladyship's on Tuesday. In the mean while I will wait upon or send to the Count the Danish embassador's brother, who favours me with his company on Monday to dine. On Monday morning from nine to near eleven
I will be at your Ladyship's, and wait to know your order concerning
Tuesday. O that God may be with and make me humble! I am ashamed to think your Ladyship will admit me under your roof, much more am I amazed that the Lord Jesus will make use of such a creature as I am. Under a sense of this, I write to your Ladyship now. It is late, and my poor body calls to rest. But as I am to preach four times to-morrow, I thought it my duty to send these few lines to your Ladyship to night. Quite astonished at your Ladyship's condescension, and the unmerited superabounding grace and goodness of Him who has loved me and given himself for me, I subscribe myself, honoured madam, Your Ladyship's most obliged, obedient, humble and willing servant,
G. W.