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 LETTER CCLVI.

To Mr. B, in Charles-Town.

Dear Mr. B.     On board the Minerva, Feb. 16, 1741.  I Think of you often, indeed I do, I long to hear that complete salvation is come to your soul. I say complete salvation, for my dear friend knows that reformation is not conversion. O that you may experience a life hid with in ! Some who seemingly put their hands to the plough, have already shamefully looked back; will Mr. B. also go away? Methinks I hear him say, "Whether shall I go? alone hath the words of eternal life." True, alone is the way, the truth and the life; flee, flee to him, my dear friend; with arms he stands ready to embrace, and will save you to the uttermost. Remember, my friend, the vows of the are upon you. These hands reached out to you the sacred symbols of his precious body and blood. These eyes saw you eat and drink of his bread and his wine. O do not betray, but manfully stand up for the. You was once bold for satan, be now bold for your. His love excites me to write to, and pray for you. Your wife also I intreat the to bless, together with your children. My friends join me in hearty wishes for your welfare. I am, dear Mr. B, Your affectionate friend and servant in,  G. W.     LETTER CCLVII. To the Rev. Mr. D, at Edinburgh.

On board the Minerva, Feb. 16, 1741.

Reverend and dear Sir,

IF I mistake not, Mr. M. informed me, that you was entered into the ministry; I pray to enable you to make full proof of it. O dear Sir, how holy ought we to be, who are called to stand before the .—When I consider the greatness of the office and my own unworthiness, I am sometimes quite abashed. This promise, "Lo I am with you always," is my daily support. Blessed be, I find it fulfilled in my