276. Letter Mccxxxix.
LETTER MCCXXXIX.
T o Mr. D――.
Bristol, July 8, 1760.
My dear Mr. D――, I OWE you much love for your letter and accompts. May Bethesda's God bless and reward you! He doth, he will. I suppose you will see what I have written to Mr. P――l and Mr. S――k. How doth the Redeemer bring his elect together, even in this world! What a glorious meeting will there be in the world to come! Methinks I hear you say, "Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly." I add, Amen and amen! even so come Lord Jesus! The prospect is promising. I am going in my old way, saving that I grow fatter and fatter every day. Lord, help me to work it down! but it seems working will not do.
I spent all the last winter in London, and began my campaign in May, in Gloucestershire. Last month I was in Wales, inviting souls to come to Christ. Here I am labouring also. You will not fail to pray for me. I long to hear about the Indian war. They are safe who are garrisoned in God, even a
God in Christ. Assure yourself, that neither you nor your dear orphancharge are ever forgotten by, my dear Mr. D――,
Yours, &c. in our common Lord, G. W.