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 I lay, was indeed a Bethel, a gate of heaven. I hope has been with you. My tender love to dear brother As. My fellow-travellers salute you. My love to the Tabernacle people. Their prayers are heard. Grace! grace! Yours affectionately, G. W.    LETTER DXXII. To the same.

Gloucester, June 18, 1743.

My dear Friend, I Wrote to you from Burford on Wednesday last. My soul was then so exceeding happy, that I want words to express it. Afterwards, we went to Bengeworth, where we came about midnight, and were most heartily received by Mr. S and Mr. O. I was enabled to preach there with such power, that all must confess, was with us of a truth. We dined very comfortably, and then set out for Gloucester, shouting, Grace! grace! When I arrived, our Saviour was exceeding gracious; and I had so much of heaven in my soul, that I wanted to lie down any where to praise my. I preached here early the next morning, then rode to Cheltenham, and returned hither in the afternoon, and preached in the evening. This morning I preached again, and received your second welcome letter. I thank you for it. I could write much of the love and abiding happiness I have in : but I have many letters lying unanswered before me. Adieu at present. The be with you and yours. Salute all the brethren. Forget not to pray for, my dear friend, Ever, ever yours, G. W.     LETTER DXXIII. To the same.

Gloucester, June 21, 1743.

ON Saturday I answered your two last letters. Our Saviour sent me to Gloucester for wise ends. Much substantial good has been done to several of the society. My mouth