- cious blood. May the Lord of the harvest spirit up more to
go forth in his strength, to compel poor sinners to come in!
I hope that you and my other Boston friends do go in and out, and find good pasture. I hear it is a Winter time with many. May God keep the fatal languor from extending to the circle of my intimate friends! For alas, what is a christian without a Holy warmth? Will you remember me to all that you know, in the most tender manner? I beseech them by the mercies of God, to live near to Jesu's cross, and whatever others may do, let them and theirs serve the Lord Christ. You will remember me in particular to Mr. F, and his family, Mr. V and wife, your dear son, and your whole houshold, as being, dear Sir,
Your most affectionate, obliged friend and brother in Christ, G. W.
LETTER DLXXXIX. To Mr. H S.
Dover, May 9, 1747.
AS you were my kind host and peculiar friend, I take the liberty of writing to you more frequently than to others. I hope you will accept of this as a token of my unfeigned gratitude and love. It brings you the news of my being advanced thus far, of my being in health, and employed in going about and preaching to poor sinners the unsearchable riches of Jesus Christ. I shall be more northward, God willing, in June, and possibly may stretch as far as some part of New-England.—But I am not yet determined. Pray for me, dear Mr. S, that Jesus may direct my steps. I would not willingly go to the right hand or to the left, contrary to his blessed will, for ten thousand worlds.—-When shall I have another line from you? It may be directed to me at Philadelphia. My dear yoke-fellow is there now. We travelled very pleasantly through the woods, and purpose returning to South-Carolina and Georgia in the fall. We lead a moving life, but I trust we move heaven-ward. O that Jesus may quicken all his dear people's hearts, and cause them to mount on wings like an eagle! I hear that times are yet dead in New-England.
