LETTER CXVII.

_To a Servant._

_Philadelphia, Nov. 10, 1739._

WHEN I was at Mr. ――――, I fear I did not ask you often enough what GOD

had done for your soul. I write this to beg your pardon. Want of time

was the cause. I believe CHRIST hath manifested himself to your soul.

Shew it, I entreat you, by labouring to adorn his gospel in all things.

A meek and quiet spirit is in the sight of GOD of great price. You are

happy in a place. I hope you know and are thankful for it. Take heed

that you serve with singleness of heart, as unto CHRIST. Go when you

are bid to go, come when you are bid to come; when commanded to do

this, do it with all your might. Bear with the perverseness of others.

Remember how silent _Mary_ was, when her sister _Martha_ peevishly

said, “LORD, carest thou not that my sister has left me to serve

alone?” My unfeigned love attends all the _Martha’s_ and _Mary’s_

of your acquaintance. I pray they may in all things walk as women

professing godliness. To hear of your progress in the gospel, would

much please

Your Sincere friend and servant,

_G. W._

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