_To the Rev. Mr. M――――._
_Bohemia, (Maryland) Sept. 17, 1747._
_Honoured Sir_,
WILL you permit a young soldier of JESUS CHRIST to write to an
experienced veteran, before he goes hence, and is no more seen? Sorry
am I that my visit to _York_ was short, yet glad that our LORD gave me
to see you once more ready to sing your _Nunc dimittis_ with steadiness
and composure, if not with joy unspeakable, even a joy that is full
of glory.――Happy, thrice happy, Reverend Sir! You have gone through
that wilderness, which if hoary hairs should be my lot, awaits me your
younger son and servant. Well! this is my comfort: I have the same
Beloved to lean on, as you have had. The way, though narrow, is not
long; the gate, though strait, opens into life eternal. O that I might
pass through it when young; but, Father, not my will, but thine be
done! Honoured Sir, be pleased to pray for me. I remember you and
your dear flock, whom I love in the bowels of JESUS CHRIST. May he
who kissed away the soul of his beloved _Moses_, appoint a _Joshua_
to succeed you, when he bids you come up to the mount and die! I hope
my cordial respects will find acceptance with your dear yoke-fellow.
I remember what she said to me, and once more beg a continued interest
in your prayers. I beg leave to subscribe myself, honoured Sir,
Your most affectionate tho’ unworthy younger son and willing
servant in him that liveth for ever,
_G. W._