LETTER CCCXXV.

_To the Students, &c. under convictions at the colleges

of Cambridge and New-haven,――in New-England and Connecticut._

_Dear Gentlemen_,

WITH unspeakable pleasure have I heard, that there seems to be a

general concern among you about the things of GOD. It was no small

grief to me, that I was obliged to say of your college, that “your

light was become darkness;” yet are ye now become light in the LORD.

I heartily thank GOD, even the Father of our glorious Redeemer, for

sending dear Mr. _T――――_ among you. What great things may we not

now expect to see in _New-England_, since it has pleased GOD to work

so remarkably among the sons of the prophets? Now we may expect a

reformation indeed, since it is beginning at the house of GOD. A

dead ministry will always make a dead people. Whereas, if ministers

are warmed with the love of GOD themselves, they cannot but be

instruments of diffusing that love among others. This, this is the

best preparation for the work whereunto you are to be called. Learning

without piety, will only make you more capable of promoting the

kingdom of satan. Henceforward, therefore, I hope you will enter into

your studies not to get a parish, nor to be polite preachers, but to

be great saints. This, indeed, is the most compendious way to true

learning: for an understanding enlightened by the spirit of GOD, is

more susceptible of divine truths, and I am certain will prove most

useful to mankind. The more holy you are, the more will GOD delight

to honour you. He loves to make use of instruments, which are like

himself. I hope the _good old divinity_ will now be precious to your

souls, and you will think it an honour to tread in the steps of your

pious forefathers. They were acquainted with their own hearts.――They

knew what it was to be tempted themselves, and therefore from their

own experience knew how to succour others. O may you follow them,

as they followed CHRIST. Then great, very great will be your reward

in heaven. I am sure you can never serve a better Master than JESUS

CHRIST, or be engaged in a higher employ than in calling home souls

to him. I trust, dear gentlemen, you will not be offended at me for

sending you these few lines. I write out of the fulness of my heart.

I make mention of you always in my prayers. Forget me not in yours. I

am a poor weak worm. I am the chief of sinners, and yet, O stupendous

love! the LORD’s work still prospers in my unworthy hands.――Fail not

to give thanks, as well as to pray for

Your affectionate brother and servant, in our common LORD,

_G. W._

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