LETTER XXXII.

_To Mr. ――――._

_Deal, Jan. 21, 1738._

SUPPOSE I answer _dear Mr. ――――_ before I reach _Georgia_, Will he

be angry? I fancy not. I had a mind to write to you again, before I

received yours. For as you have been so liberal in your presents, it

would be unpardonable in me, was I niggardly in my letters. No, my

dear friend, I hope I never shall cease praying for you and yours,

so long as I live. Hitherto I have not. I was praying for you just

as I received yours: I am glad to hear you prayed before you wrote to

me. Surely GOD will bless such a correspondence. O my friend, let us

still wrestle with GOD, that we may be stedfast, unmoveable, always

abounding in the work of the LORD. For it is perseverance crowns our

labours. _He, and He only can be saved._ The world, the flesh and

the devil are three such potent enemies, that we must strive, we must

persevere, if we will gain a conquest. Strive then; let us, my dear

friend, strive as persons striving for eternity. Let us abstain from

all appearance of evil, and avoid all company, that doth not directly

tend to the promoting our spiritual welfare. Whether one of the

societies you frequent, my dear friend, has a tendency that way, I

leave you to judge. I think I have heard you say, it keeps you from

family and secret prayer. If that is not a sufficient reason for

absenting from it, I’ll say no more. I believe you to be sincere, and

therefore, if you consult GOD by prayer and reading his word, your way

will be made clear before you. I only add, that I could wish, instead

of frequenting _that_, you would set up another society of a quite

contrary nature on the same night of the week. I know Mr. ―――― had

some such design on foot, and desired me to mention it. I wish you

good success in this and every pious undertaking in the name of the

LORD. May GOD reward you for all your kindnesses, and make you to

abound in every good word and work! may you walk by faith and not

by sight; and tho’ you are in the world, may you not be of it! I

preach here, GOD willing, to-morrow; there’s likely to be a great

congregation. O pray, that they may not be sent away empty, but

converted by, dear _Mr. ――――_,

Your affectionate friend,

_G. W._

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