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 to-morrow morning. Little was expected here but rudeness; however the auditory was large and attentive. What cannot the Redeemer do? I am quite sorry that Mr. H's letter was printed:—But it was no Methodist that published, it. Felix quem faciunt aliena pericula cautum. I pray to give my dear friend prudence and courage whilst he is in London. Remember, if thy right hand offend thee, cut it off;—if thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out and cast it from thee. Now is your time to sacrifice your Isaac. will have all the heart or none. I write thus, because I love you dearly. I pray for you from my inmost soul. O that you may be kept as in a garrison, by 's mighty power, through faith unto salvation! Without you can do nothing. Nil desperandum Christo duce. That he may strengthen you to do what you know to be his will, is the hearty prayer of, very dear Sir, Yours most affectionately in our common, G. W.     LETTER DCCCXXXVIII. To Lady Hn.

Honoured Madam,     Mansfield, May 14, 1750.

I Beg leave on my journey, to trouble your Ladyship with a few lines. They bring your Ladyship good news, I have been quite sick ever since I have left Ashby; but the glorious Emmanuel has been pleased to work by my unworthy ministry. At Nottingham several came to me, enquiring what they should do to be saved. I preached there four times. One evening Lord S and several gentlemen were present, and behaved with great decency. Many thousands attended. Yesterday morning I breakfasted with three dissenting ministers and Mr. P's, who told me that Lady P desired he would press me to preach at B church. Yesterday in the afternoon I preached at Sutton, and this morning I lifted up the gospel standard here. All was quiet; and this evening and to-morrow morning I am to preach again. As I travel on, your Ladyship shall hear. I must lie down to refresh this weary body: my soul, through grace, smiles at bodily weakness, and longs to take its flight. I doubt not but your