LETTER MCCCXXVI.

_To Mr. and Mrs. D――――n._

_Charles-Town, March 5, 1765._

_My very dear dear Friends_,

OFTEN have we thought, and talked of, and if it was lawful, wished

ourselves at _Bethesda_ again. No place like that for peace, and plenty

of every kind. May this find you all enjoying GOD, and each others

company, in a manner the world knows not of! It leaves me in my poor

way, aiming to do a little for Him, who hath done and suffered so much

for ill and hell-deserving me. People of all ranks fly to the gospel

like doves to the windows. The word begins to fall with great weight,

and all are importunate for my longer stay. But next week I expect

to move. Captain _M――――r_, though waited for near two months, is not

yet arrived; Mr. _S――――n_’s Lady comes with him, when you may expect

a more particular letter. He sets off for _Georgia_ immediately upon

his Lady’s arrival. The negroes shirts, &c. are in hand. O that those

_Ethiopians_ may be made to stretch out their hearts unto GOD! I feel

a great compassion for them. Letters from the northward, give sweet

accounts of the spreading of the work of GOD; but I must not enlarge.

So many various calls surround me, that I have scarce leisure to

dispatch my private business. GOD bless you! GOD bless you all in

soul and body, in time and eternity! The parting here hath been

most affecting and awful. Several presume to prophesy, that I shall

certainly and speedily see _South Carolina_, and my beloved, dearly

beloved _Bethesda_ again. I say heartily, Amen! What say you? I shall

not wait for an answer. If the LORD JESUS say amen too, it will do. And

now for the present, adieu. GOD bless you, and fill you all with all

his fulness! Pray hard for us; pray, if possible, that the glorious

_Emmanuel_ would give me to see these parts once more. A blessed work,

I trust, is begun. Grace, grace! Perhaps this is not a parting letter.

You may hear from me more minutely by the Chief Justice; but who knows

what a day may bring forth! _A―――― H――――_’s wife died suddenly, a few

days before my return hither. Others taken, and I still left. LORD

JESUS, quicken my tardy pace! On _Friday_ next, GOD willing, I shall

read prayers and preach in _Ashby-Ferry_ church. Mr. _Z――――y_ hath

preached well here. Dear, very dear friends, continue to pray for me.

Indeed I pray for you night and day; and, GOD willing, this shall be

the constant employ of, my very dear, very dear friends,

Ever yours, &c. &c. &c. in JESUS,

_G. W._

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