_To Mr. and Mrs. D――――n._
_London, March 4, 1767._
_My very dear Friends_,
THANK GOD that you have been so providentially detained on your
side the water. Indeed you would find it hard to live here. I would
fain have you see _Bethesda_ put on its college dress. That hour, I
humbly hope, is now not very far off. What if we should have one more
interview here below? Happy Mrs. _S――――k_, that is fled to her mansions
above. Blessed be GOD, that there are mansions prepared for us also!
O glorious King,
Us thither bring
To see thy face.
He will, he will, he will. He is faithful who hath promised; he also
will do it. May faith and patience have their perfect work! Adieu, for
the present. My feeble hands are full of work. The shout of the King
of kings is yet amongst us, and hath been all the last Winter. Grace!
grace! To this almighty, never-failing grace, I most humbly commit you;
and with repeated thanks for your steady, disinterested services, beg
leave to subscribe myself, my very dear friends,
Ever yours, &c. &c. in JESUS of _Nazareth_,
_G. W._