LETTER CCVIII.
To Mr. B, in Pensylvania.
My dear Brother, Charles-Town, July 18, 1740.
PRAISE the Lord, O my soul! Our glorious Emmanuel seems to have girt his sword upon his thigh, and to be riding on from conquering to conquer. He gets himself the victory in Philadelphia. He is getting himself the victory in Charles-Town also. Indeed a glorious work is begun, and carrying on here. Many souls are awakened to a sense of the divine life.—The alteration in the people since I came here at first, is surprizing. I preach twice a day, generally, either in town or in the villages around. The commissary shoots out his arrows, even bitter words. He hath denied me the sacrament, and cited me to appear before him and his court; I was obliged to appeal home. O my dear brother, pray that I may be humble and of a child-like spirit. Every day God shews me fresh instances of his love. Here are some faithful ministers amongst the baptists. One of them, Mr. C, has wrote to you; pray answer him. Some time next month I hope to be at New England, and to return to you according to promise. Be pleased to salute the brethren in my name. Indeed I honour and love you in the bowels of Jesus Christ. O that I was worthy of your acquaintance! But I am not. All that I can say is, that I will endeavour to approve myself
Your affectionate friend, brother, and servant in Christ, G. W.
LETTER CCIX. To Mr. I. R.
My Dear Friend, Charles-Town, July 18, 1740.
I Thank you for going with friend E and B to Nazareth. May God bless you, and cause great good to come to that place! God seems to be carrying on as great a work in Charles-Town, comparatively speaking, as in Philadel-*
