brought into the glorious liberty of the children of God. How does your father? Oh that he may have a well-grounded
interest in Christ! How does my dear brother Charles? I pray God to fill him with all joy and peace in believing. And how does your little sister? Dearest Redeemer, keep her unspotted from the world! My heart is now full. Writing quickens me. I could almost drop a tear, and wish myself, for a moment or two, in England. But hush, nature: God here pours down his blessings on
Your Sincere friend and servant in Christ, G. W.
LETTER CLXI. To the Rev. Mr. D. R.
Savannah, Feb. 4, 1740.
My reverend and dear Brother,
I received your kind letter just on my arrival at this place.—My journal, which I suppose you will have read ere this reaches Wales, can best inform you what God hath done for my own and other people's souls.—Even here, he is pleased to be with and assist us. The Orphan-house goes on bravely. I believe I shall take in near fifty children before I return to England. He that feedeth the young ravens which call upon him, will not suffer them to want.—I rejoice to hear that the Lord Jesus is so publicly confessed among your countrymen.—If the Lord is pleased to send me, I shall gladly take a tour into Wales.—In this time of retirement, I expect many inward conflicts. How otherwise shall I be prepared for future mercies? Experience of God's work upon our own souls, is the best qualification to preach it effectually to others. In about two months I take another tour round America. The gospel, I believe, will come with power in these parts. I expect to suffer in the flesh for what hath been done already: But what have we to do with the consequences of performing our duty? Leave them to God. Oh, my dear brother, pray for me that my faith fail not, and then I care not what persecution befals
Your weak unworthy brother in Christ,
G. W.
