_To Mr. J――――._
_Charles-Town, December 2, 1764._
_My dear Mr. J――――_,
THOUGH I have not had a line from you, since I wrote to you from on
board ship, yet I do not forget our old friendship, and therefore
was glad to hear by my wife’s letter, that you kept your place in the
despised tabernacle, where you and yours have so often met with GOD.
Ere long we shall meet in an upper world,
Where sin and strife and sorrow cease,
And all is calm and joy and peace.
I hope you both enjoy large anticipations of this approaching,
uninterrupted, everlasting bliss. Ill and hell-deserving as I am,
a never-failing _Emmanuel_ continues kind to me,
His presence doth my pains beguile,
And makes the wilderness to smile.
In a little above a month we came by land from _Philadelphia_. This
morning I am to preach, and to-morrow, GOD willing, shall set forwards
for _Georgia_. Fain would I be a pilgrim to my last gasp. Continue to
pray for me, and remember me most kindly to all friends, as they come
in your way, and assure yourselves, my dear Mr. and Mrs. _J――――_, that
neither of you are forgotten by,
Yours, &c. &c. in JESUS,
_G. W._