_To Mr. and Mrs. F――――._
_Philadelphia, Sept. 9, 1747._
_My very dear, dear Friends_,
THOUGH I hope to see you ere this reaches _Charles-town_, yet I cannot
but embrace every opportunity that offers to let you know how we do. I
have lately been eleven hundred miles journey northward, and have found
the Redeemer’s strength magnified in my great weakness. The word ran
and was glorified. I am now posting towards, and hope to reach you the
beginning of _November_ next. I am better in health than usual, and
through grace am determined to die fighting the Redeemer’s battles.
On _Long Island_ I saw Mr. _B――――_. He still loves his _Charles-Town_
friend. If you are not provided, it is my opinion, that it is best
for you, for him, and the church of CHRIST, that he should be at
_Charles-Town_. But this is only my opinion. With this, you will
receive a packet of letters from him. If it be not done before you
receive this, I wish you would be pleased to send my bureau, with
my other things that were packed up, to _Providence_. I would not
willingly have it to do when I come to _Charles-Town_. I hear you have
had a dry season, I trust it has not been so in spirituals. O that
JESUS may water you every moment! I think you may plead this promise
before a prayer-hearing GOD; “He that watereth, shall be water’d again.”
Surely the bowels of the saints have been, and are daily refreshed
through your means. Happy ye that are determined to make to yourselves
friends of the mammon of unrighteousness. When natural lives fail, you
shall be received into everlasting habitations. O happy time, when we
shall be, soul and body, for ever with the LORD! I have lived in hopes
some time, that my departure was at hand; but I seem to be gathering
strength again, and trust shall be made instrumental in calling some
more souls to the precious JESUS. O that I may be humble and thankful!
Dear friends, pray for us.――My dear wife is gone to _Bohemia_,
otherwise she would write. We have written by every ship. Some of our
letters, I believe, have been taken. Our tender love to all. I am,
Ever yours, whilst
_G. W._