LETTER DLXXVI.
To a friend at the Tabernacle, London.
Anapolis, November 8, 1746.
My very dear Brother,
JUST now I have received your kind letter with some others, but have not time to read them all, being just setting out from this place. I shall consider of your loud call, and pray our Lord to direct me.—Poor English friends! May Jesus heal their divisions! Courage, my dear brother—Land is in sight—Ere long we shall sail into the haven of eternal rest.—The harvest is great here. I have lately been in seven counties in Maryland, and preached to great congregations of people with great power.—I have now a journey of seven hundred miles before me.—My tender love to all. God willing, you shall hear again shortly from,
Ever yours in our triumphant Jesus, G. W.
LETTER. DLXXVII. To Mr. H H.
Hanover county, (Virginia) Nov. 16, 1746.
My very dear Brother,
ABOUT a week ago I had the pleasure of receiving a long letter from you, which I immediately answered at Anapolis.—That you wrote to my dear wife is gone to her, and I suppose will rejoice her exceedingly.—She is well, and enjoys much of God.—I was glad to find that the Tabernacle was given up to your care.—Whether its breaches are yet repaired, or whether it be entirely fallen down, I know not.—I suppose when I come to England, I shall have all to begin again.—It is the Lord, let him do what seemeth him good.—The account of dear brother H's trial affected me much. I rejoice that he comes bright out of the furnace of affliction. I salute him and all my dear friends most tenderly.—Sometimes affection works strong, and I almost determine to come over.—But the cloud does not seem to move that way as yet.—However, my eyes are to the Lord.—Whenever his provi-
