_To Mr. D――――._
_Bristol, July 8, 1760._
_My dear Mr. D――――_,
I OWE you much love for your letter and accompts. May _Bethesda_’s GOD bless and reward you! He doth, he will. I suppose you will see what I have written to Mr. _P――――l_ and Mr. _S――――k_. How doth the Redeemer bring his elect together, even in this world! What a glorious meeting will there be in the world to come! Methinks I hear you say, “Come, LORD JESUS, come quickly.” I add, Amen and amen! even so come LORD JESUS! The prospect is promising. I am going in my old way, saving that I grow fatter and fatter every day. LORD, help me to work it down! but it seems working will not do. I spent all the last winter in _London_, and began my campaign in _May_, in _Gloucestershire_. Last month I was in _Wales_, inviting souls to come to CHRIST. Here I am labouring also. You will not fail to pray for me. I long to hear about the _Indian_ war. They are safe who are garrisoned in GOD, even a GOD in CHRIST. Assure yourself, that neither you nor your dear orphan-charge are ever forgotten by, my dear Mr. _D――――_,
Yours, &c. in our common LORD,