_To the Same._
_Bristol, August 30, 1768._
_My very dear Friend_,
WHAT we have seen and felt at the college is unspeakable. Through mercy
last night we came hither. My disorder has returned. This may hasten
me up: or rather hasten me to heaven. I hope your daughter will have it
revealed _in her_ before she goes hence. That is all in all. Is there
any thing too hard for the LORD?
Surely, O GOD, thy grace is free,
For, O my GOD, it found out ME!
In a day’s time my rout may be determined. _P――――d_, &c. must make
haste. Captain _J――――ss_ comes up at the appointed time. Hearty love
awaits dear Mr. _E――――s_, &c. &c. &c. Cease not to pray for, my very
dear friend,
Yours, &c. &c. in JESUS,
_G. W._
_P. S._ Since writing the above I received yours. I find the threatened
blow is given. I hope _both_ are enabled to say, “The LORD hath given,
and the LORD hath taken away: and blessed be the name of the LORD.”
Be pleased to send what letters you have for me, and accept these few
lines of condolance from, my dear Sir,
Yours, &c. &c. in an all-compassionate JESUS,
_G. W._