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 still, help me, dear Sir, by your prayers. They will be a means of lifting up my hands when they hang down, and of strengthning my feeble knees. Though in all things we do not, yet in essentials we both think and speak the same things. I wish all names among the saints of were swallowed up in that one of Christian.—I long for professors to leave off placing religion in saying "I am a Churchman," "I am a Dissenter." My language to such is, "Are you of ? If so, I love you with all my heart:" for this reason chiefly, dear Sir, my heart is drawn out towards you. On this account, though so long in before me, I make bold to call you brother, and to wish you speed: blessed be his name, you have little reason to cry out; "My leanness, my leanness." Many gracious souls are among your flock, they love to be fed with the sincere milk of the word. I hope they will be your joy and crown of rejoicing in the day of the. I often think of them with pleasure; pray salute them most affectionately in my name, and exhort them to entreat the that I may make full proof of my ministry. In about a twelvemonth, willing, I intend returning to England; I wish it may be in the fulness of the blessing of the gospel of peace. I think you are happy in the acquaintance of Mr. B S. I trust he will be as good as he is great, and after he is made perfect through manifold temptations and trials, sit down with you, and all the other spirits of just men made perfect, in heaven. This is the hearty prayer of, dear Sir,

Your affectionate brother and fellow labourer in our 's vineyard, G. W.

LETTER CXXI.

My dear Brother,      Philadelphia, Nov. 10, 1739.

YOU cannot conceive how often you have been upon my thoughts, since I saw you. Eternity itself I hope will not diminish, but more and more increase that love, which I bear you from my heart. Your stature reminds me of little Zaccheus: he that called him, I am persuaded hath called you: Have you not heard him say to your soul, "I am your sal