"With respect to my soul, I find it good to be in the balance--awfully weighed every day for life or death. I thank God the latter has lost its sting, and endears to me the Prince of Life. But oh, I want Christ, my resurrection, to be a thousand times more dear to me; and I doubt not He will be so, when I am _filled_ with the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him. Let us wait for that glory, praising God for all we have received, and trusting Him for all we have not yet received. Let our faith do justice to His veracity; our hope to His goodness; and our love to all His perfections. It is good to trust in the Lord; and His saints like well to hope in Him." * * * * * MAKE HASTE TO CHRIST. _To Mr._ WILLIAM WASE: "BRISTOL, _November_, 1777. "MY DEAR BROTHER,--Go to Mrs. Cound, and tell her I charge her, in the name of God, to give up the world, to set out with all speed for Heaven, and to join the few about her who fear God. If she refuses, call again; call weekly, if not daily, and warn her from me till she is ripe for glory. Tell the brethren at Broseley that I did my body an injury the last time I preached to them on the Green; but, if they took the warning, I do not repine. Give my love to George Crannage; tell him to make haste to Christ, and not to doze away his last days. "The physician has not yet given me up; but, I bless God, I do not wait for his farewell, to give myself up to my God and Saviour. I write by stealth, as my friends here would have me forbear writing, and even talking; but I will never part with my privilege of writing and shouting, '_Thanks be to God who giveth us the victory' over sin, death, and the grave 'through Jesus Christ._' To Him be glory for ever and ever! Amen!" * * * * * DIG HARD FOR HIDDEN TREASURE. _To the Methodists in and about Madeley:_ "MY DEAR COMPANIONS IN TRIBULATION,--Peace and mercy, faith, hope, and love be multiplied to you all from the Father of mercies through the Lord Jesus Christ, by the spirit of grace! I thank you for your kind remembrance of me in your prayers. I am yet spared to pray for you. Oh, that I had more power with God! I would bring down Heaven into all your hearts. Strive together in love for the living faith, the glorious hope, the sanctifying love once delivered to the saints. Look to Jesus. Move on; run yourselves in the heavenly race, and let each sweetly draw his brother along, till the whole company appears before the redeeming God in Sion.