LETTER DXXII.

_To the same._

_Gloucester, June 18, 1743._

_My dear Friend_,

I Wrote to you from _Burford_ on _Wednesday_ last. My soul was then so

exceeding happy, that I want words to express it. Afterwards, we went

to _Bengeworth_, where we came about midnight, and were most heartily

received by Mr. _S――――_ and Mr. _O――――_. I was enabled to preach there

with such power, that all must confess, GOD was with us of a truth. We

dined very comfortably, and then set out for _Gloucester_, shouting,

Grace! grace! When I arrived, our Saviour was exceeding gracious; and

I had so much of heaven in my soul, that I wanted to lie down any where

to praise my GOD. I preached here early the next morning, then rode

to _Cheltenham_, and returned hither in the afternoon, and preached in

the evening. This morning I preached again, and received your second

welcome letter. I thank you for it. I could write much of the love

and abiding happiness I have in CHRIST: but I have many letters lying

unanswered before me. Adieu at present. The LORD be with you and yours.

Salute all the brethren. Forget not to pray for, my dear friend,

Ever, ever yours,

_G. W._

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