of which none knows but God and my own soul. About eleven weeks ago I married, in the fear of God, one who was a widow, of about thirty-six years of age, and has been a housekeeper for many years; neither rich in fortune, nor beautiful as to her person, but, I believe, a true child of God, and would not, I think, attempt to hinder me in his work for the world. In that respect, I am just the same as before marriage. I hope God will never suffer me to say, "I have married a wife, and therefore I cannot come." I am glad that matters
are settling so amicably at Philadelphia. What a pity is it, that we should fall out in the way to heaven! I would do any thing except defiling my conscience, and giving up what I think is truth, to prevent it. The associate brethren are much to be blamed; I never met with such narrow spirits. I do not forget you, or your brethren, or the churches in your parts. The Lord be with you. He is pleased to shew me more and more of my own heart, and day by day refreshes my soul. My body is weak as usual; but Jesus is my strength. Help me to praise him. Pray send a line to, reverend and dear Sir,
Your most affectionate, though most unworthy brother and servant in Christ, G. W.
LETTER CCCXCI. To Mr. S, at New-Brunswick.
Dear Mr. S, Gloucester, Feb. 2, 1742.
LAST week I received your kind letter. Blessed be God, who hath brought you out of darkness into his marvellous light. I hope the Redeemer hath now shewn you his hands and his feet, and you can now say, "My Lord and my God." What have you to do now but to walk humbly with your God, and daily to aspire after the whole mind that was in Jesus? I find but few truly labouring after this. Who can say, "My soul is athirst for God, yea even for the living God:" and yet to such only is the promised blessedness, of being filled, given. As for my own part, I am ashamed to think how unlike I am to my Saviour; I see such beauty in him, that I long to be conformed to his divine image and likeness. May you and I, dear Mr. S, never
