_To the Reverend Mr. C――――._
_London, July 20, 1748._
_My very dear Friend and Brother_,
NEITHER length of time, nor change of place, I trust, will ever
estrange us from each other.――Though through the goodness of GOD I
am now in _England_, yet I cannot help daily thinking upon you and my
other dear friends in _America_. I have been prayed over hither: do
you strive to pray me over again to _South-Carolina_. Much business
now lies upon my hands. It is too much for one man, to be received as
I have been by thousands. The thoughts of it lay me low, but I cannot
get low enough. I would willingly sink into nothing before the blessed
JESUS, my All in All. Next week I hope to see _Bristol_, where I shall
not fail to enquire about your minister, and send you word accordingly.
I hope you do not forget _Bethesda_ or _Providence_. O my dear
yoke-fellow, how is she carried through the Summer’s sultry heat?
May the LORD be her helper! You will not fail to give my most cordial
respects to Mrs. _B――――_, Dr. _B――――_, his wife, and all friends. Fail
not, O fail not to pray heartily for,
Yours most affectionately in CHRIST JESUS,
_G. W._