LETTER LXII.

_On board the Elizabeth, Gravesend, August 14, 1739._

_Reverend and dear Sir_,

YOUR kind letter gave me much satisfaction. It breathed the language

of one, who is a Boanerges in the church of GOD. Excess of business

prevented my answering it sooner. As I am now retired from a public

life, I trust I shall have time to try my heart and search out my

spirit. Forget me not, dear Sir, when you are praying for all those,

who travel by land and by water, when storms and winds are blowing

over me. I hope I shall always carry you, and others of my dear

friends in _Wales_, upon my heart, whenever I go in and out before the

LORD. It would rejoice my soul to hear from you, when abroad. Exhort

me, oh exhort me, to be valiant for the truth. Bid, oh bid me, dear

Sir, to be mindful of a dying and risen JESUS.――Bid me to remember the

riches of his free grace in pulling me as a brand out of the fire, and

exhort me to lay down my life for his sake.――Brother _Harris_, I find,

has come off triumphantly.――The hour of suffering is not yet come. GOD

prepare us all for it! I expect to suffer for my blessed master’s name

sake. But, wherefore do I fear? My master will pray for me.――Dear Sir,

adieu. I know you not in person. Perhaps I may never see your face in

the flesh. However, I shall see you in heaven, and then you shall see

how sincerely I now subscribe myself,

Your unworthy brother and fellow-servant in CHRIST,

_G. W._

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