430. Letter Mcccxciii.
LETTER MCCCXCIII.
T o the Same.
Bristol, August 30, 1768.
My very dear Friend, WHAT we have seen and felt at the college is unspeakable. Through mercy last night we came hither. My disorder has returned. This may hasten me up: or rather hasten me to heaven. I hope your daughter will have it revealed in her before she goes hence. That is all in all. Is there any thing too hard for the Lord?
Surely, O God, thy grace is free, For, O my God, it found out ME!
In a day's time my rout may be determined. P――d, &c. must make haste. Captain J――ss comes up at the appointed time. Hearty love awaits dear Mr. E――s, &c. &c. &c. Cease not to pray for, my very dear friend,
Yours, &c. &c. in Jesus, G. W.
P. S. Since writing the above I received yours. I find the threatened blow is given. I hope both are enabled to say, "The Lord hath given, and the Lord hath taken away: and blessed be the name of the Lord." Be pleased to send what letters you have for me, and accept these few lines of condolance from, my dear Sir, Yours, &c. &c. in an all-compassionate Jesus,
G. W.