Chapter CLVII: Letter DCLIII: To the Reverend Mr. C――――

_London, July 20, 1748._

_My very dear Friend and Brother_,

NEITHER length of time, nor change of place, I trust, will ever estrange us from each other.――Though through the goodness of GOD I am now in _England_, yet I cannot help daily thinking upon you and my other dear friends in _America_. I have been prayed over hither: do you strive to pray me over again to _South-Carolina_. Much business now lies upon my hands. It is too much for one man, to be received as I have been by thousands. The thoughts of it lay me low, but I cannot get low enough. I would willingly sink into nothing before the blessed JESUS, my All in All. Next week I hope to see _Bristol_, where I shall not fail to enquire about your minister, and send you word accordingly. I hope you do not forget _Bethesda_ or _Providence_. O my dear yoke-fellow, how is she carried through the Summer’s sultry heat? May the LORD be her helper! You will not fail to give my most cordial respects to Mrs. _B――――_, Dr. _B――――_, his wife, and all friends. Fail not, O fail not to pray heartily for,

Yours most affectionately in CHRIST JESUS,
_G. W._