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it; but then they are sick of a bad distemper. May the Spirit of God convince and cure them! But whither am I running? Excuse, dear Sir, the overflowings of a heart, at present, I hope, filled with the love of God. It is free, unmerited, distinguishing, infinite love, or it would never flow into my ungrateful soul. As our Lord enables, I shall remember all you desire. The King and his family I always remember in the most explicit manner. I hope you will succeed for

Miles, and for the poor sufferers in Ireland. Learn of Esther, and go in the name of Jesus of Nazareth. Your relations are in the same condition as mine. Are we not as brands plucked out of the burning? Free grace! free grace! I hope to spend an eternity with you in praising the Lord of all lords for it. You will remember me to all, chiefly to the friend of all. You know my name, "The chief of sinners;" but for Christ's sake, very dear Sir,

 Your most obliged, affectionate friend, and very chearful servant, G. W.

LETTER DCCCXVI. To Lady H——n.


Honoured Madam, Bristol, Feb. 12, 1750.

WITH great pleasure (on my coming to Bristol last night) I heard of your Ladyship's recovery from your late indisposition. May the Lord of all lords perfect the begun blessing, and give you to live many years to be an ornament to his church, and a blessing to his people. Since I wrote last, we have been favour'd both in Gloucester city, and in the country, with very pleasant and delightful seasons. I have preached about twenty times within these eight or nine days; and though frequently exposed to rain and hail, thanks be to the ever-loving, ever-lovely Jesus, am much better than when I left London. I hear that they go on well in London; and if we can be helped to keep a single eye, I am persuaded in the end we shall see greater things than ever. Every thing I meet with seems to carry this voice with it, "Go thou and preach the gospel; be a pilgrim, be a stranger here on earth; have no party, or certain dwelling-place; but be continually