Minister of Gower Street Chapel, London
11 July 1838

My dear Brother,

I was truly sorry to hear of your affliction, and I do hope by this time you are better. O my dear brother, what poor dying worms we are, and what a wretched wilderness this is. But, adored be the name of our dear Lord, he has been, and still is, and ever will be, a very present help in trouble. Both you and I have proved him so thousands of times, and I hope you prove him so now. I have of late been in very deep waters, in more respects than one; but here I am, the spared monument of the Lord’s discriminating grace. When you and I arrive at home, what an immortal shout we shall give to the honour of our Three-One God, who has loved us, redeemed us, quickened us, kept us, and led us about, and brought us safe home to live in him and with him, and be like our glorious Head, and sing the wonders of his love for ever and ever. Well, my dear brother, a few more cold winds, and rains, and nipping frosts, a few more fiery darts and hot balls from hell, and a few more babblings and bubblings up of the filth within, and every storm will be over, and we shall ever be with the Lord, where all will be light, life, love, joy, peace, and liberty, glorious liberty, and God will be all and in all.

That the Lord may be with, and bless, and keep, and succour, and comfort, and rejoice you, is the prayer of,

Your Brother in Tribulation, and in the Kingdom and Patience of the Saints.



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