_To D―――― A――――, in London._
_Bristol, May 16, 1741._
I Am glad to receive a line once again from dear brother _A――――_. I
rejoice that GOD lets you see more and more into the corruptions of
your heart. The more perfect you are, the more will you see and bewail
your imperfections in thought, word, and deed; the more will you be
made to sing, “In the LORD alone, and not in myself, have I compleat
righteousness and strength.” The doctrine of electing love, is
precious to my soul. I am enabled to speak of it feelingly to others.
My soul is kept in peace and sweetness. Our LORD’s cause needs not
noise and rashness. I desire that none of my wild-fire may be mixed
with the pure fire of holy zeal coming from GOD’s altar. I think it my
duty to wait, to go on simply in preaching the everlasting gospel, and
I believe we shall yet see the salvation of GOD. Methinks, the cloud
begins to break off your mind; I pray GOD to keep you from extremes.
Brother _H――――_ is more and more enlightned; but withal, more and more
quickened every day. He finds there is no such thing as _sinless_
perfection, and yet is pressing after holiness of heart and life
rather more than ever. May GOD make my dear brother _A――――_ thus
minded! For indeed I love him in the bowels of JESUS CHRIST. We have
had frequently sweet communion with GOD, and one another. I should
have rejoiced to have conversed with you at _Bristol_. This is my
comfort, yet a little while and we shall converse in the kingdom of
heaven, for ever and ever. My soul is waiting for this salvation. I
know not when I shall go to _Axminster_. When I do, you shall have
timely notice. GOD blesses my ministry, wherever he sends me. I am
invited to fresh places daily. Dear Mr. _A――――_, I, even worthless I,
subscribe myself,
Yours most affectionately in the loving JESUS,
_G. W._