LETTER MCCLV.

_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._

_Newcastle, October 29, 1761._

_My dear steady Friend_,

HITHERTO the LORD hath helped me. Surely his mercy endureth for ever.

I bear riding sixty miles a day in a post-chaise quite well. Blessed

be his name, friends both here and at _Leeds_ are prudent, and do not

press me to preach much. But I hope I am travelling in order to preach.

If not, LORD JESUS, help me to drink the bitter cup of a continued

silence, with a holy resignation, believing that what is, is best!

LORD, I believe, help thou my unbelief! Every where as I came along,

my spiritual children gladly received me. Almighty GOD, do thou provide

for all! I hope you go on well at _London_. It is the _Jerusalem_,

the _Goshen_. May ministers and people see their privileges, and work

whilst it is day! The night of sickness and death is coming, when no

man can work. Be pleased to remember me to dear Mr. and Mrs. _J――――_,

and all dear friends as they come in your way. To-morrow I may set

forwards towards _Edinburgh_. You and yours will follow me with your

prayers, and be assured of not being forgotten by, my very dear Mr.

_K――――n_,

Yours, &c. &c. in our common LORD,

_G. W._

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