LETTER MCCCLIX.

_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._

_Gloucester, June 10, 1767._

_My very dear Friend_,

BLESSED be GOD, I am got on this side the _Welsh_ mountains! Blessed be

GOD, I have been on the other side. What a scene last _Sunday_! What a

cry for more of the bread of life! But I was quite worn down. Blessed

be GOD, I am now better than could be expected. To-morrow evening, GOD

willing, my wife shall know what rout. I hope all are well. I expect

dear Mr. _H――――y_ is gone, therefore I do not write to him. How it

shall please the LORD to deal with me in my next remove, you shall hear.

I count it my privilege to let you know all good news, because I know

it puts gladness into your heart. It is food, it is physic, it is every

thing to a soul that lives near to JESUS. O when shall I begin to live

to Him, as I would! I want to be a flame of fire. I know, my very dear

Sir, you will pray for me. I can never forget you or yours. I am, my

very dear friend,

Yours most affectionately in our glorious JESUS,

_G. W._

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