LETTER MCCXXXIX.
To Mr. D——.
Bristol, July 8, 1760.
My dear Mr. D——,
I OWE you much love for your letter and accompts. May Bethesda’s God bless and reward you! He doth, he will. I suppose you will see what I have written to Mr. P——l and Mr. S——k. How doth the Redeemer bring his elect together, even in this world! What a glorious meeting will there be in the world to come! Methinks I hear you say, “Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly.” I add, Amen and amen! even so come Lord Jesus! The prospect is promising. I am going in my old way, saving that I grow fatter and fatter every day. Lord, help me to work it down! but it seems working will not do. I spent all the last winter in London, and began my campaign in May, in Gloucestershire. Last month I was in Wales, inviting souls to come to Christ. Here I am labouring also. You will not fail to pray for me. I long to hear about the Indian war. They are safe who are garrisoned in God, even a God in Christ. Assure yourself, that neither you nor your dear orphan-charge are ever forgotten by, my dear Mr. D——,
Yours, &c. in our common Lord,
G. W.