LETTER CXIX.

_Philadelphia, Nov. 10, 1739._

_Dear Mr. S――――_,

I Love an _Israelite_ indeed, I love a catholic spirit destitute

of guile; you I am persuaded are thus minded. The LORD hath highly

favoured you: he hath given you a meek and quiet spirit. My heart

hath been knit to you, ever since GOD first brought us together. Oh

pray, that what I admire in another, I may imitate myself, and have

the graces of JESUS CHRIST stamped upon my heart. It fills me with

confusion, whenever I consider how far I am from his likeness. Alas!

What would become of me, was I to be saved by any thing within myself.

Blessed be GOD, the LORD JESUS is my whole righteousness. By virtue

of that I know I am justified, I believe I shall be sanctified, and

am assured I shall be everlastingly redeemed: for GOD loved me with

an everlasting love. Oh, dear Sir, the prospect of an hereafter fills

my soul with comfort. Then shall I have enough of your company, and of

the other children of GOD. The LORD give me patience to wait till my

blessed change cometh. He often gives me such foretastes of the glory

to be revealed in us, that I want to leap my seventy years. But in

a degree, I may say with my blessed master, “I have a cup to drink

of, and a baptism to be baptized with.” Dear Mr. _S――――_ will see me

humbled, I believe, as much as once exalted; I look for “Away with him,

away with him,” every day. Then, I trust, I shall begin in earnest to

be a disciple of JESUS CHRIST. Even in such an hour, I believe dear

Mr. _S――――_ will dare own

His affectionate though most unworthy friend,

brother and servant,

_G. W._

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