LETTER MCCCIX.
To Mr. R—— K——n.
Boston, April 25, 1764.
My very dear Mr. K——n,
YOU are a friend indeed. The Friend of sinners, the King of saints, will bless and reward you for all your works of faith and unfeigned labours of love. Nay, he will bless both you and your children. God grant, that roots and branches may all increase with all the increase of God. I find I can do but little for him, and by a late return of my disorder, was in danger of doing less. But, blessed be his name, I am recovered, and yesterday got upon my throne again. Words cannot well express the eagerness of the people to hear. I was meditating an escape to the southward last week; but Boston people sent a gospel hue and cry after me, and really brought me back. Lord Jesus, let it be for thy glory, and thy people’s good! Blessed be his name for giving you so much prudence in the management of the Chapel and Tabernacle affairs, and for countenancing the ministerial labours at both ends of the town. The burning bush may still be our coat of arms. By a ship that will soon be going for London, I purpose to write to you and dear Mr. H——y more particularly. I have very little time allowed to write this, lest the vessel should be gone. Adieu. Tender love to all. Ten thousand thanks, and most affectionate love await all mentioned in your last, and all who are so kind as to enquire after, and pray for, dear Mr. K——n,
Theirs, yours, &c. in our glorious Emmanuel,
G. W.