_New York, Nov. 16, 1739._
_Hon. Mother_,
LAST night GOD brought me hither in health and safety. I must not
omit informing you of it. Here is likely to be some opposition, and
consequently a likelihood that some good will be done. New friends are
raised up every day whithersoever we go; the people of _Philadelphia_
have used me most courteously, and many I believe have been pricked
to the heart. GOD willing, I leave this place next _Monday_, and in
about a fortnight think to set out for _Virginia_ by land. In about a
twelvemonth, I propose returning to _England_; expect then to have the
happiness of seeing me suffer for my master’s sake. Oh that GOD may
enable you to rejoice in it! If you have the spirit of CHRIST you will
rejoice, if not, you will be sorrowful. Oh my honoured mother, my soul
is in distress for you: Flee, flee I beseech you to JESUS CHRIST by
faith. Lay hold on Him, and do not let Him go. GOD hath given you
convictions. Arise, arise, and never rest till they end in a sound
conversion. Dare to deny yourself. My honoured mother, I beseech you
by the mercies of GOD in CHRIST JESUS, dare to take up your cross and
follow CHRIST.