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 LETTER CLXII.

To Mr. H. H.

My dear Brother,     Savannah, Feb. 4, 1740.

WILL this find you in prison or not? Your last letter (which I received upon my arrival here) gave me some expectations that ere long you would be both in prison and bonds. By and by, I shall follow perhaps.—The sanctify all his dispensations to us, and make us not only willing to be bound, but even to die for the sake of our dear Master. When I read how my letters, &c. are blessed to your comfort, it quite confounds me. Oh the free-grace of our ! My dear Brother, let us continue instant in season and out of season.—Let us continually preach up free-grace, though we die for it; we cannot lose our lives in a better cause. As I am enabled, I remember you at the throne of grace; in general I sigh out my prayers.—But the spirit, I trust, makes intercession for me with groanings that cannot be uttered.

I have not had much enlargement in preaching, since I have been here; but my heart is often weighed down, and torn to pieces with a sense of my desperately wicked and deceitful heart. I can subscribe to what you say, "Was to leave me to myself, I should be eminent for, and a ring-leader in sin." I sometimes think my heart is more vicious and perverse than any one's; and yet will come and dwell in me.—Methinks I hear you say, "Glory be to free grace: All praise be given to electing love."—Let all that love the say, Amen! Pray write to me as often as possible.—, I believe, is laying a foundation for great things in Georgia. I am building a large house, and taking in many children. Wrestle with in behalf of, Brother,

Your's eternally in ,

G. W.