LETTER MCCLXIX.

_To Mr. D――――._

_Sunderland, September 19, 1762._

_My dear Mr. D――――_,

I CAN only send you a few lines: but I hope they will be acceptable

ones. Your last packet came to my hands yesterday. Blessed be GOD that

all is so well! You will be glad to hear, that I can preach once a

day, and that I have now a prospect of embarking soon. We expect peace,

and I hope the places in _London_ will be provided for. Pray keep the

family as small as you can. Sickness lowers my circumstances. But JESUS

is all in all. I hope to see dear Mr. _S――――k_’s friends in a few days.

I am glad he is at _Ephrata_. Tender love to him and his, to dear Mrs.

_C――――_, Mrs. _P――――l_, and to all. I can no more. I write this at a

venture, to send by way of _Scotland_, where the Redeemer hath been

owning my feeble labours. Grace! grace! When I come to _London_, GOD

willing, you shall hear again from, my very dear friends,

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

_G. W._

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