_Cannonbury-House, July 11, 1761._
_My dear Timothy_,
JUST as I was going to write you a few lines to come hither, Mr.
_Rowand_’s letter informed me that you was very ill. But I hope this
will find you better. LORD JESUS, prepare us for whatever thou hast
prepared for us! Commending you to his never-failing mercy, I subscribe
myself,
Ever yours, &c. in JESUS,
_G. W._
_July 16._
Blessed be GOD I am better! Blessed be GOD that you are so likewise!
Who knows what rest and time may produce? O to be blanks in the hands
of JESUS! When shall this once be! What good news by sea and land!
Grace! grace! Let me have another line, and cease not to pray for, my
dear _Timothy_,
Yours, &c.
_G. W._