LETTER LXIII.

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

_Dear Madam_,

I Cannot think of your favours, and yet forbear writing a letter of

thanks. I cannot think of your parting tears, and not inform you, how

sincerely I pray GOD to comfort and refresh your soul.――Oh Madam, your

kindness to such a dead dog as I am, quite surprizes me. How much more

ought you and I, and all mankind, to adore the unspeakable goodness

of our heavenly Father, who has so loved the world, as to give his

only-begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish,

but have everlasting life. Dear Madam, never rest till you have a

lively faith in CHRIST JESUS. GOD has put into your heart good desires

after it. Continue instant in prayer; apply to JESUS CHRIST, as a

poor sinner, and yet a little while, and dear Mrs. ―――― shall be a

christian indeed. Hasten O LORD, that blessed time. Oh let thy kingdom

come, in full power, into this thy handmaiden’s heart! Innumerable

temptations surround you, to make you take up your rest here. But, I

hope, _Madam_, you will be upon your guard, and let nothing be thought

of, or done, by you, which may any way tend to indulge the lust of the

eye and the pride of life. Simplicity is the very spirit of the gospel;

therefore, the more we learn CHRIST, the more regardless we shall

be of worldly vanities. GOD of his infinite mercy make you a widow

indeed! You see, Madam, how freely I have wrote to you. It is because

I value your welfare.――It is the best return that can be made, for all

favours conferred on, Madam,

Your most obliged friend and servant in our dear LORD JESUS,

_G. W._

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