188. Letter Mcli.
LETTER MCLI.
T o Alderman H――.
London, November 6, 1756.
My dear Friend, I AM glad you got no more hurt by your late fall from your horse. May the Lord Jesus write the laws of gratitude upon all our hearts! I wish my brother's sickness may be sanctified to his better part. I know not the case of the poor weavers: I do not love to fish in troubled waters, and yet I fear more and more troubles await us both at home and abroad. O that the walls and street of the New Jerusalem, may be built in troublesome times! He hath said it, who is also able to perform it. I wish I may begin to begin to build in earnest. Do pray for me: I shall never forget you or yours. May this find you on the full stretch for Jesus! He was stretched upon the cross for you and me. Amazing love! Adieu. I must away. Beg Mr. B―― to write if my brother grows worse. I will answer him as soon as possible; but whilst my cold continues, I cannot expect to see you at Gloucester. O for a warm heaven! there you will know how much I am, my very dear Friend,
Yours in our common Lord, G. W.