LETTER CCLXXXIX.

_London, June 6, 1741._

_My Brother H―――― H――――_,

I Do assure you, that my heart is as your heart. I am quite sick of

_Christless consenters_. They talk, and that is all. I (like you) am

heartily despised by most of them. I am resolved to open against their

luke-warmness, and worldly-mindedness. May GOD open my mouth wide when

I come to _Wales_. Outward enemies are now more quiet. Enemies within

the church, carnal professors, and self-righteous Pharisees, most try

us. Let us not fear, JESUS CHRIST will give us the victory over all.

GOD mightily strengthens me. Our congregations are very large and

solemn. I never had greater freedom in preaching. GOD enables me to

cast all my care upon him, with a full assurance that he careth for

me. You need not fear my believing any reports to your disadvantage.

I love you in the bowels of JESUS CHRIST. I was not in the least

offended, when _B―――― H――――_ wrote me word that “you thought in some

things I did not act as a _little child_.” The more open you are with

me the better. If nature and pride rise in my heart, I will go to

JESUS, abhor myself, and pray for my dear reprovers. All that I can

say is, that I desire to be _a very little child_. All things are

possible with JESUS CHRIST. He is wonderfully kind to me. Truth, I

believe, will prevail. I want to see you face to face. Satan does not

love that CHRIST’s ministers should come together. I wish you could

come up immediately, and stay at _London_ whilst I am in the country:

or rather go and preach at _B――――l_, _Gloucester_, and _Wiltshire_,

for about a fortnight, and then come up to _London_. This, I believe,

will be best. About that time, GOD willing, I shall return from

_Essex_, and then we can consult what is best to be done for the

cause of our dear master. O JESUS is love! I am glad to hear brother

_Rowl――d_ is with you. Go on in the strength of our dear LORD, and

you shall see satan like lightning fall from heaven. Times are not yet

dark enough for the dawning of a thorough reformation. At even-tide

GOD speaks. My love to all that follow JESUS CHRIST with an unfeigned

simplicity. May the LORD hide your precious soul under the shadow of

his almighty wings! Cease not to pray for

Yours eternally in CHRIST JESUS,

_G. W._

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