- ing mighty things to pass. I earnestly intreat our Lord, that
you may live above the world, and be dead to all things here below. Dear Sir, there is nothing like a life of faith. It is a glorious thing to be able to say, "Not I live, but Christ liveth in me." Then, are we christians indeed, when we come to live on the invisible realities of another world. This, and this only, is true and undefiled religion. May God make you a lively partaker thereof. I hope my kind respects will
find acceptance with Messrs. V, D, J, and all friends. Fail not to pray for
Your affectionate friend and servant, G. W.
LETTER CCCVI. To Mr. B.
My very dear B, Greenwich, July 24, 1741.
TO-MORROW, God willing, I embark for Scotland, and hope to redeem time abroad to answer my dear lambs letters: They rejoiced me exceedingly. What I have done with yours, the inclosed will shew. Pray be particular in your accounts. Much good has been done by those sent already. You cannot tell how many hearty prayers are put up for you all, daily. May they enter into the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth! The work is beginning afresh in England. The Holy Ghost descends in a glorious manner, amidst the congregation. Weak, unworthy as I am, Jesus Christ works in and by me. O sovereign free grace! I have sent the letter to Mrs. D. I have lately seen her. Her conversation is as weighty as her letters. You will receive more from her, I hope, before it be long. I believe you are where God would have you to be. I despair not of seeing your mouth opened remarkably for God. O that the dear Jesus may bless you, and the whole houshold! I should rejoice to see you, but God, I believe, will detain me here the Winter. Mr. P's brother is to pay for the use of the Orphan-house seventy-five pounds. Shortly I hope to send you fresh supplies. In the mean while I assure you all, that you are constantly upon my heart. My head pains me; good night. The Lord be with
