_To the Rev. Mr. M――――._
_Bohemia, (Maryland) Sept. 17, 1747._
_Honoured Sir_,
WILL you permit a young soldier of JESUS CHRIST to write to an experienced veteran, before he goes hence, and is no more seen? Sorry am I that my visit to _York_ was short, yet glad that our LORD gave me to see you once more ready to sing your _Nunc dimittis_ with steadiness and composure, if not with joy unspeakable, even a joy that is full of glory.――Happy, thrice happy, Reverend Sir! You have gone through that wilderness, which if hoary hairs should be my lot, awaits me your younger son and servant. Well! this is my comfort: I have the same Beloved to lean on, as you have had. The way, though narrow, is not long; the gate, though strait, opens into life eternal. O that I might pass through it when young; but, Father, not my will, but thine be done! Honoured Sir, be pleased to pray for me. I remember you and your dear flock, whom I love in the bowels of JESUS CHRIST. May he who kissed away the soul of his beloved _Moses_, appoint a _Joshua_ to succeed you, when he bids you come up to the mount and die! I hope my cordial respects will find acceptance with your dear yoke-fellow. I remember what she said to me, and once more beg a continued interest in your prayers. I beg leave to subscribe myself, honoured Sir,
Your most affectionate tho’ unworthy younger son and willing servant in him that liveth for ever, _G. W._