_To Mrs. H――――e._
_Bethesda, April 21, 1770._
_Dear Mrs. H――――e_,
NO such good news yet. Less than the least of all, is not drowned
to this very day. Perhaps he may live to see his _London_ friends in
_England_, or at _Bethesda_. How would many rejoice to be in such a
peaceful, commodious, and comfortable habitation! I cannot tell you
half. Blessed be GOD, I was never better, at this season of the year,
in bodily health; never more comfortable in my soul. Grace! grace!
_Hallelujah!_ Praise the LORD! Mr. _D――――n_, a faithful disinterested
friend, will acquaint you with particulars. He hath often heard me
speak of Mrs. _H――――e_ and her daughter _Phebe_. Still employed in the
old way. I am glad Mr. _D――――cy_ is under your roof. Put it all down
to the old account. GOD bless you all! I am sure you pray for me at
_London_. All join in sending cordial respects. Happy _Bethesda_! Help,
help in praising Him, whole mercy superaboundeth to, dear Mrs. _H――――e_,
Less than the least of all,
_G. W._