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 LETTER CCCCLXXXI.

To Mr. C.

London, Nov. 20, 1742.

My dear Brother C,

I Catch a few moments to give you an account of my agency. Your letter I sent to the Bishop of Bangor, inclosed in one from myself. His answer you have transcribed in this. That he might not be imposed upon by the Chancellor's representing of things, I last night sent his Lordship another long letter, with that which you wrote to dear brother H some time ago. As the Bishop seems to be a man of a moderate spirit, I trust this storm will blow over. In the mean while, let us wait upon the, commit the cause into his hands who judgeth righteously, and pray, that we may be "as wise as serpents, and harmless as doves." Glad shall I be to serve you, my dear brother, in this, or any other affair, for advancing our glorious Mediator's kingdom. Let this be our comfort, the gates of hell shall never be able to prevail against it. Let us go on then, and never fear what men or devils can say of, or do unto us. I suppose this is the language of your heart,

The love of doth me constrain To seek the wandering souls of men: All hail reproach, and welcome pain, Only thy terrors,, restrain.

And if so, surely the spirit of and of glory will rest upon you. Our dear brother C is sadly used in Wiltshire. The compassionate Redeemer of souls pities my weakness, and suffers very little disturbance to be made. We have sweet times, and, vile as I am, is pleased to keep me near him. I hope this will find your dear soul sitting under his shadow with great delight. I know you not in the flesh, but hope to see you before I embark. Letters call me loudly to Georgia. My dear family are returned to their Bethesda in safety. O help me, my dear brother, to praise the. Salute all the brethren in behalf of

Yours most affectionately, &c. G. W.