_To Mr. H._
_Philadelphia, Nov. 10, 1739._
_My dear Brother_,
THE christian love I bear to both your sister and you, excites me to
send you a line. Providence prevented your sailing with us; but as we
have drank into the same spirit, I hope brotherly love will continue
and increase between us, to all eternity. I have often wrestled in
prayer for you since we have been on board. Your sister has watered
those prayers with her tears, and I trust the LORD was entreated of
us. Our voyage has been highly profitable to our souls. I can never
be thankful enough for this sweet retreat. My dear brother, how do you
find your heart? Mine is like _Ezekiel’s temple_, the farther I search
into it, the greater abominations I discover; but there is a fountain
opened for sin and all uncleanness. There, my dear brother, we may
both wash and be made clean. The LORD hath already vouchsafed us some
assurances of his love. Oh let us continually keep faith in exercise,
till it be entirely swallowed up in the boundless ocean of the
beatific vision. That GOD may daily renew you by his spirit, and more
and more fit you for the happiness which awaits you above, is the
hearty prayer of
Your affectionate though weak brother in CHRIST,
_G. W._