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 we feel the Holy Ghost daily in our congregations. It surprizes me to see what a company of settled, solid christians are amongst us. The work goes on daily. This morning, how did pierce and melt poor sinners hearts? Amazing accounts are brought from abroad.—Fresh awakenings in many places at home. Does not your soul long to tell sinners, is Love. I am glad to hear you are so active. Go on in the strength of the triumphing Lamb. My heart is warm. Welcome home again, my dear friend, welcome to your and your. Pray write often, dear Mr. W, to Your most affectionate friend, brother and servant in the glorious Emmanuel, G. W.     LETTER CCCCVII. To Mr. O, in Leominster.

My dear Brother,     London, April 6, 1742.

YOUR letter gave me uncommon pleasure, and confirm'd me more in the opinion, that where our gives a will, he will also give an opportunity of glorifying his great and most adorable name. Indeed, I believe there is such a work begun, as neither we nor our fathers have heard of. The beginnings are amazing; how unspeakably glorious will the end be! From New-England, fresh and surprizing glad tidings are sent; the takes poor sinners there by hundreds, I may say by thousands. In Scotland, the fruits of my poor labours are abiding and apparent. In Wales, I hear the word of the runs and is glorified, as also in many places in England. In London, our Saviour is doing great things daily; we have many dear growing children among us, who can say, "Our fellowship is with the Father and the Son." We scarce know what it is to have a meeting without tears. Our always meets with us. My dear brother, I rejoice to hear that you are helped in your work. Let this encourage you; go on, go on; the more we do, the more we may do for. I sleep and eat but little, and am constantly employed from morning till midnight, and yet I walk and am not weary, I run and am not faint. My strength is daily renewed. My bow abides in strength, and my hands