LETTER CCXXVIII.

_To Mr. J―――― H――――._

_Newhaven, Oct. 24, 1740._

_My very dear Friend and Brother_,

YOUR letter, just now brought to me by dear brother _N――――_, gave

me great comfort. With fear and trembling, ever since the late

disputations, have I opened letters sent from _Savannah_, but blessed

be GOD, our dear LORD is with my dear friend _H――――_. Blessed be GOD,

my family dwell together in unity. The GOD of love fill you with all

peace and joy in believing. I hope a supply for your then present

wants, came to you soon after you sent your letters: since that, I

have sent from _Boston_ 100 _l._ sterling; next week I hope to send

again from _New-York_, and before _Christmas_ I trust I shall see you

face to face. Wonderful things GOD does for me. I am enabled to preach

and travel better than ever. There has been joy in heaven, I believe,

over many souls repenting. There are some hopes of dear, dear brother

_N――――_’s coming with me. Mr. _B――――_, one of the young ministers of

_Long Island_, with his wife, accompanies me also; and another settled

christian, who holds and experiences the truth as it is in JESUS.

O that all my family may be thus minded! I suppose by this time you

know how matters are determined for me, if Mr. _C――――_ is arrived. GOD

keeps me in suspense: suspense did I say? Blessed be his holy name,

I am quite easy: I am persuaded he will chuse for me a daughter of

_Abraham_. I know not but it may be the divine will that you should

abide in _Georgia_, whilst I go to _England_. Be resigned: see if GOD

does not bring all things about for your good: there is but little

comfort to be expected in _England_. I find I must, if I am faithful,

oppose the errors of many who, I believe, fear GOD: O that I may do it

with meekness and wisdom. Methinks I now long to be with you all at

_Savannah_. Pray for my speedy passage. I am glad GOD is scourging out

the children of _Belial_: you have often heard me say GOD would do so.

Never fear; a remnant will be left, which shall take root downwards,

and bear fruit upwards, and yet fill the land. My dear brother, adieu:

I am called away. I love you more solidly than ever. Dear _J――――

S――――_, Mr. _F――――_, and _P――――_, love you too: we travel very

comfortably: thousands of prayers are continually put up for me and

mine. My love to all, without exception. Feed the lambs, study the

purity of their hearts, and thereby rejoice the soul of

Yours most affectionately and eternally in CHRIST JESUS,

_G. W._

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