_To Mr. C―――― W――――._
_On board the Deborah, July 20, 1754._
_My dear Friend_,
I DO not forget my promise, though hurrying from place to place,
and settling my orphan-charge, hath almost put it out of my power to
perform it: however, I am now once more on the great deep in my way to
_New-York_; accept a few lines as a token that you are not forgotten
by me. I wrote to you from _Lisbon_. From thence we had a pleasant
passage to _Carolina_, and since that I found and left my orphan family
comfortably settled at _Georgia_. The colony, as well as _Bethesda_,
is now in a thriving situation. Black and white persons I have now a
hundred and six to provide for. The GOD whom I desire to serve, will
enable me to do it for his great name’s sake. At _Charles-Town_, and
in other parts of _Carolina_, my poor labours have met with the usual
acceptance, and I have reason to hope a clergyman hath been brought
under very serious impressions. Not unto me, O LORD, not unto me,
but unto thy free grace be all the glory! What will befal me at the
northward, I know not; this I know, that JESUS CHRIST will suffer
nothing to pluck me out of his hands. My health is wonderfully
preserved.――My wonted vomitings have left me, and though I ride whole
nights, and have been frequently exposed to great thunders, violent
lightnings, and heavy rains, yet I am rather better than usual, and as
far as I can judge, am not yet to die. O that I may at length learn to
begin to live. I am ashamed of my sloth and lukewarmness, and long to
be on the stretch for GOD. I hope this will find you thus employed. My
cordial love awaits your whole self, your brother, Mr. _B――――_, and in
short all the followers of the blessed Lamb of GOD. Though unworthy of
their notice, I earnestly intreat a continued interest in their prayers,
as being, my very dear Sir,
Their and your affectionate friend, and
ready servant in our common LORD,
_G. W._