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fortable mystery of the carnal mind, or the enmity of the devil, ingrafted on us; and the influence of the Spirit impressing the mind with faith, truth, life, and peace, which makes the soul spiritually minded.

Give my love to Becky, Henry, and his companion; and to William; and accept the same from

W.H.S.S.

DCCI.

July 15, 1811.

DEAR BECKY,

ΙΑ:

Am sorry you troubled yourself about the pigeons, as I am not in want of temporals. The Almighty still deals kindly and bountifully with his poor unworthy servant, insomuch, that his goodness often overwhelms me with sweet and pleasing grief, knowing my insignificance and native rebellion. But “ he received gifts for the rebellious, that the Lord God might dwell among them.” Sensible sinners, who feel their need of him, and submit to his sceptre, he dearly loves ; for such he seeks and saves, for such he died, and to such be sends his word, and pours out his Spirit and grace; and he will appear to such a second time, and take them to himself.

“ All things," my dear friend, “work together for good” to those who love his name; and the burning of Providence chapel among the rest. That cost three thousand pounds; and we have more than six thousand one scribed towards the new one. The lease of the old chapel had only twenty two years to run; whilst that for the new one has ninetynine. I will therefore leave you to judge whether this has wrought for our good or not. As for me, I must set to my seal that God is true. And those who ate their sweet morsel at the conflagration of the old are astounded at the erection of the new chapel. “The triumph of the wicked is short.” We are much attended; and the Sunday before last numbers went away for want of room. Many strangers attend, and God is with me in the work ; so that we have great expectation of an ingathering of more sheaves into the floor.

I am happy to inform my dear friend that God still keeps my soul alive to him, even in my old age.

The living water still springs up: and the words of wisdom are still a flowing brook. The three measures of meal will not waste, nor the cruse of oil fail, until God sends rain upon the earth, or until He shall appear, not only as the early rain at conversion, but as the latter rain in the hour of death; when all corruption shall be washed off, and grace return to God who late. My dame sends her kind love to you, your sons, and your mother; which is what she desires me to insert in every letter, but, being often in a hurry, I forget it. God for ever bless you; so prays,

gave it.

Your sincere and affectionate friend,

W. H. S.S. scribed towards the new one. The lease of the old chapel had only twenty two years to run;

whilst that for the new one has ninetynine. I will therefore leave you to judge whether this has wrought for our good or not. As for me, I must set to my seal that God is true. And those who ate their sweet morsel at the conflagration of the old are astounded at the erection of the new chapel. The triumph of the wicked is short.”. We are much attended; and the Sunday before last numbers went away for want of room. Many strangers attend, and God is with me in the work ; so that we have great expectation of an ingathering of more sheaves into the floor.

1 am happy to inform my dear friend that God still keeps my soul alive to him, even in my old age. The living water still springs up: and the words of wisdom are still a flowing brook. The three measures of meal will not waste, nor the cruse of oil fail, until God sends rain upon the earth, or until He shall appear, not only as the early rain at conversion, but as the latter rain in the hour of death; when all corruption shall be washed off, and grace return to God who

gave it.

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