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 A willing and a chearful mind, That life and all things cast behind,  Springs forth obedient to thy call; A heart that no desire can move, But still to adore, believe and love,   Give me, my, my , my all. O dear Sir, continue to pray for me, that I may not flag in the latter stages of my road. I was in hopes of seeing you this Summer, but am afraid my engagements to preach in North-Carolina next October will prevent me. However, you and the other dear neighbouring ministers are always upon my heart. I pity them in their present distressing circumstances, and pray that they and you may have grace given to endure hardness like good soldiers of. Your dear father I hear is discharged from all campaigns.—Ere long, the captain of our salvation will command us home also. The grant that we may die like soldiers, fighting against the devil, the world, and the flesh. How are your dear brothers and son? Pray give my hearty love to them, and to your dear wife, and whole houshold. I salute you all from my dear fellow pilgrim now at Philadelphia; and praying that you may have thousands to be your joy and crown of rejoicing in the great day, I subscribe myself, reverend and very dear Sir, Your very affectionate friend, brother and willing servant in, G. W.     LETTER DXCIII. To the Reverend Mr. B.

Near New-Town, (Maryland) May 21, 1747.

AND how does my dear friend and brother Mr. B after so long a silence? What a pity is it, that the Redeemer's children cannot more frequently correspond with each other? Blessed be, there is a time coming, when our fellowship with and one another shall never be interrupted. Now is the time for stirring; then will be a time for sitting, in no meaner place than (O amazing love!) at the