LETTER DXXV.
To the Same.
Bristol, July 2, 1743.
I Wrote to you on Saturday, and on Monday from Gloucester. I suppose you have wrote to Trevecka. Words cannot express how good our blessed Saviour has been to me, since I wrote last. I preached there on Monday night, and Tuesday morning. The God of love filled my soul, and enabled me to speak of his love with great power. Many felt it also. On Tuesday after morning sermon I went to Abergavenny; Jesus was with me on the road; and we reached there about ten at night. On Wednesday I went to Trevecka, where I met with a whole troop of Jesu's witnesses. I had some hours by myself, and shed many tears of love before the Lord. At five in the evening, I preached to a larger congregation than ever I had seen at Trevecka. Jesus was with us of a truth, and I felt the power of that blood upon my own soul, which I was recommending to others. After I had done, brother Hl D and R preached and prayed. The holy spirit came down, especially when the latter preached, in a plentiful manner.—About eight we opened the association with great solemnity. Our Saviour was much with me, teaching and helping me to fill my place in a particular manner. The brethren felt the same. About midnight we adjourned; but several of the brethren sat up all night, and ushered in the morning with prayer and praise. About eight we met again, and were greatly delighted at the different and simple accounts the superintendents brought in of their respective societies. Some of their accounts were very particular, as to the state of the people's souls; and several had gone off most triumphantly to glory. We continued doing business 'till two in the afternoon, and broke up with much solemnity and holy joy. Our Saviour kept the new-wine 'till last, and gave us a sweet parting blessing. We had great union with one another. Indeed, Jesus has done great things for Wales. The work is much upon the advance. I was surprized to find so much order. Brother H D has been blessed to the conversion of a young clergyman, Rector of St. B, London. About five in
