G. W.
July 16.
Blessed be God I am better! Blessed be God that you are so likewise! Who knows what rest and time may produce? O to be blanks in the hands of Jesus! When shall this once be! What good news by sea and land! Grace! grace! Let me have another line, and cease not to pray for, my dear Timothy,
Yours, &c.
G. W.
LETTER MCCLII.
To Mr. K——.
London, October 13, 1761.
My dear Fellow-prisoner,