A Brighter Day Begins with His Word.

Whitefield, George, 1714-1770 • SECTION 391

LETTER MCCCIV.

← The works of the Reverend George Whitefield, M.A., Vol. 3 (of 6) : Containing all his sermons and tracts, etc.

_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._

_Boston, March 3, 1764._

_My very dear Friend_,

AS I find by letters from my wife and Mr. _T―――― C――――_, dated in _October_ and _November_, and by another from Mr. _D――――t_, dated in _December_, that my friends had heard from me more than once, I was in hopes of receiving a few lines from you by the last _New-York_ packet. But I suppose you thought I was gone to the southward. Providence shut up my way: I believe for wise reasons. The inclosed will let you see how matters went at _New-York_. Since leaving that place, a sweet influence hath attended the word at _Easthampton_, _Bridgehampton_, and _South-hold_ upon _Long-Island_, at _Shelter-Island_ also, and at _New-London_, _Norwich_, and ♦_Providence_ on the main land. At _Boston_ I have been received with the usual warmth of affection. Twice have we seen the Redeemer’s stately steps in the great congregation. But as the small-pox is likely to take an universal spread through the town, I purpose making my country tour, and then return to _Boston_ in my way to the southward. Invitations come so thick and fast from every quarter, that I know not what to do. I cannot boast of acquiring much additional bodily strength, any otherwise than as the cool season of the year helps to keep me up. Twice a week is as often as I can with comfort ascend my throne. The Redeemer vouchsafes to speak for himself there, and private conversation is greatly blessed. Thus the taper keeps burning a little longer: when extinguished on earth, it will be removed where it shall burn with uninterrupted lustre in the kingdom of heaven. Till I hear from you, and see what is determined concerning _Bethesda_, I cannot think of undertaking a long voyage. Sometimes I fear my weakness will never allow me to go on ship-board any more. But I will wait. I will endeavour to watch and pray, and doubt not but I shall hear a voice behind me saying, “This is the way, walk thou in it.” In the mean while, I rejoice to find that dear Mr. _Davis_ is come to his winter quarters, and do earnestly pray night and day, that he and all my dear fellow-labourers and hearers may increase with all the increase of GOD. Perhaps they may pray me over once more. Whenever the way is clear, I am ready to say, “LORD JESUS, lo I come.” Tender, most tender love awaits you all. I must not enlarge, lest my affections should overpower this feeble frame. In heaven it will be otherwise. My very dear Sir, farewel. I must away to preach at _Charles-Town_, a neighbouring town to _Boston_. Hoping ere long to join with you all in praising GOD for evermore, I beg leave to subscribe myself,

Yours, &c. &c. in our glorious Head,

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