A Brighter Day Begins with His Word.

Whitefield, George, 1714-1770 • SECTION 259

LETTER CCXXXV.

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_To Mr. J―――― H――――._

_Bohemia, (Maryland) Nov. 24, 1740._ _My very dear Brother_,

I Rejoice to hear that you are married: I salute your wife and my sister in CHRIST: may you love one another, as CHRIST and his church. I have lately conversed closely with _P―――― B――――_: alas! we differ widely in many respects; therefore, to avoid disputation and jealousies on both sides, it is best to carry on the work of GOD apart. The divisions among the brethren sometimes grieve, but do not surprize me. How can it be otherwise, when teachers do not think and speak the same things? GOD grant we may keep up a cordial undissembled love towards each other, notwithstanding our different opinions. O how do I long for heaven! Surely, _there_ will be no divisions, no strife there, but who shall sing with most affection to the Lamb that sitteth upon the throne. Dear _James_, there I hope to meet thee; for the dear JESUS, I believe, hath locked thee fast in his almighty arms. Lean thou on his sacred bosom night and day; keep close to him, and be what I long to be, a little child. Adieu. I am ready to weep tears of love. My dear brother, I should be glad to wash any of the brethren’s feet: indeed I am now willing to be the servant of all. The more the LORD honours me, the more I feel my unworthiness. I am sometimes sick of love, and often, often sick of self. O that GOD should have mercy on such a sinner! Help me, dear _James_, to praise my Saviour. A glorious church is raising in _America_. The LORD mightily reveals his arm. It would please you to see his outgoings, his stately steps in the great congregation. I only want fellow-labourers. I look to JESUS for this, and for every thing. I desire you to print nothing against your conscience: only do not immediately censure every thing that may not seem clear to you: our LORD may guide me, even into things which as yet you may not see into. The day of judgment will discover all. Adieu.

Ever, ever yours in our blessed _Emmanuel_,

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