204. Letter Dcc.
LETTER DCC.
T o the Same.
Topcliff, Nov. 1, 1748.
Honoured Madam, THUS far has a gracious and good God brought me in my way to London, which I hope to reach some time next week. Your Ladyship may expect to see me the next day I come to town. Thanks be to the Lord of all Lords for directing my way to Scotland. I have reason to believe some have been awakened, and many, many quickened and comforted. My old friends are more solidly so than ever, and a foundation I trust has been laid for doing much good, if ever the Lord should call me thither again. Two synods and one presbytery brought me upon the carpet; but all has worked for good.
The more I was blackened, the more the Redeemer comforted me. I desire to cry, Grace! grace!
The love of Christ doth me constrain, To seek the wandering souls of men; With cries, entreaties, tears, to save,
And snatch them from the gaping grave.
For this let men revile my name, No cross I'd shun, I'd fear no shame; All hail reproach, and welcome pain, Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain.
At present I add no more, but my most dutiful respects to your Ladyship, and with hearty prayers for your temporal and eternal welfare, I beg leave to subscribe myself, Your Ladyship's most obliged humble servant,
G. W.