489. Letter Mcccclii.
LETTER MCCCCLII.
T o the Same.
Bethesda, April 6, 1770.
My very dear Sir, I AM waiting here for a brig that is to carry me northward, and for a letter and news from England. Your last was dated, November 2: several months have intervened. I now almost despair of hearing from you again, till my arrival at Boston. But I hope that you and all remember us more frequently than you write. You are daily remembered at a throne of grace. How glad would many be to see our Goshen, our Bethel, our Bethesda! Never did I enjoy such domestic peace, comfort, and joy during my whole pilgrimage.
It is unspeakable, it is full of glory. Peace, peace unutterable attends our paths, and a pleasing prospect of increasing, useful prosperity is continually rising to our view. I have lately taken six poor children, and, God willing, purpose to add greatly to their number. Dear Mr. D――n and his wife are to sail the beginning of next month in the Britannia, Captain Dean, bound for Portsmouth. We part with great respect. Fain would I retain such an old
tried disinterested friend in the service of the sanctuary, and near my person.
But what scheme to pursue, I know not, being so uncertain as to the path which I shall be called to take. A few months will determine: perhaps a few weeks. More particulars expect by the Britannia. In the mean while, I can only recommend you all to the blessed Jesus, and the word of his grace, and entreat the continuance of your prayers in behalf of, my very dear friend,
Less than the least of all, G. W.