The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 13 (of 32)Wesley, John
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The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 13 (of 32)
Wesley, John
Methodist Church; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
_Your ever-affectionate Friend_,
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_My dear ****_,
I RETURN you many thanks for your letter. Just before I received it
I was thinking of you, and to tell you the truth, with some fear,
(occasioned by your long absence) either that you were grown cold to me,
or, what was infinitely worse, were grown cold to the ways of God. But
your letter dispelled all my fears, and I rejoice and give thanks to
our heavenly Father for his great and manifold mercies to your soul!――I
wish I could have seen you often in your last illness, but that you
know was impossible: however, the small time I was with you gave me the
utmost satisfaction, and I cannot be enough sensible of the goodness of
my God, that I (weak and unworthy as I am) should be made an instrument
of such increase of comfort to you. Had you then died, you would
doubtless now be singing praises to God and the Lamb; but as you are
suffered to continue longer upon earth, it is to this end, that you
should approve yourself a faithful servant to God, in the midst of
this crooked and perverse generation, that you should shine as a light
in the world, and by spending yourself in the service of God here,
increase your capacity of happiness hereafter. God is merciful to
you in a peculiar manner. To be kept as you are, when so much engaged
in business, and with so few opportunities of attending the means of
grace, calls for the utmost gratitude; therefore let no occasion pass
of shewing your love to that Redeemer, who has thus saved you from sin
and the love of the world. All you can do, is by far too small a return
for such unbounded goodness. Your present state of mind is a glorious
and happy one indeed; but suffer not yourself to be off your watch for
one moment, for Satan is always watching to hurt a soul that is thus
happily escaped from his snare. But your certain help lies in Christ;
keep therefore the eye of the mind fixed upon him, and you will still
go on conquering, and to conquer.
_I am, your ever-affectionate friend_,
****
_Sunday, December 8, 1754._
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_My dear ****_,
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