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 *mise to come to Ireland for that purpose, neither do I ever intend to engage in building any houses. My intention is to come your way, but whether it will be this summer or not I cannot tell. Mr. A was very desirous of seeing you and his sister, and goes through Wales to Ireland. As you seem to have taken Skinner's Alley, I suppose he may preach there, and if a larger place could be procured, I doubt not of its being filled. The direct you how to act, so as most to promote his glory, and the good of souls.—I hope you will all, if possible, avoid the very appearance of a party spirit, and evidence to the world, that the principles we hold are indeed of, by their moulding us more and more into the divine image. This is indeed all in all. I hope the people here are in a growing way. Glory be to, we have happy days. What shall we render unto the ? All he requires, is our poor hearts. May he have them without reserve! My hearty love to your wife, Mr. C and his wife, and all that love in sincerity. If I am prayed over, come I must. The be with you. I am so wearied by preaching, &c. that I can scarce subscribe myself, my dear friend, Yours most affectionately in our common, G. W.     LETTER DCCCCXIX. To Mr. L.

Dear Sir,      Portsmouth, June 19, 1752.

YOUR kind letter I received immediately after my last return to Scotland, but I was so exceedingly busied in preparing for my voyage to America, that I had not time to answer it. Being once more unexpectedly brought back to my native country, I send my sincere, though late acknowledgments, and hope this will find you and yours, fighting the good fight of Faith, and resolved never to desist, till you have laid hold on eternal life. Let not what has happened, draw off your mind from the Captain of your salvation. He is altogether lovely, and worthy of your highest regard. But alas! All his servants, even the best of them, are but weak fallible men at the best. Happy they, who by seeing the imperfections of the creature, are led to adhere more closely to