Spirit! but Jesus is my sanctification. He has given them their death's wound, and, by and by, they will expire, and be no more. In myself I deserve hell every moment; but Jesus is my re-demption, my eternal redemption. Oh! how my heart loves him. He knows it well. And if I am ever vouchsafed (why should I doubt it?) to see him face to face, I will acknowledge him to be ALL in ALL, and rejoice to acknowledge it for ever. And it will be the very heaven of heavens (truly I taste something of heaven in think ing of it) to give him the glory of my crown, and to lay it low at his feet. WORTHY IS THE LAMB. Thanks be to him, I can sing this song now but in a poor strain to what I hope to do soon. Sweet JESUS bring you and me safe to the eternal enjoyment of him and his glory.

I am sorry to stop to tell you of two parcels I left at one for you, and another for Mr. I hope they are come safe to hand. Enclosed in yours, was a Field's bible, the best present I could think of for your kindness to me, and another little pocket bible for dear, One favour would I beg, if you would grant it me, and that is, for you both to read the bible over once in these little keep-sakes. I have many reasons for asking this favour, but one is peculiar to myself,

amely, that it will often put you in mind of your faithful friend in the bond of the Spirit.

W. R.

LETTFR VII.

BRIGHTHELMSTONE, Sept. 26, 1763.

THE presence of dear Jesus be with my

dear friend.—That presence, which turns darkness into light, sin into righteousness, misery into hea ven. What can you want, if he be with you? he has such a miraculous virtue, that he can turn your weakness into strength, your mourning into joy, your death into life; so that there is not in you any evil effect of sin, but his almighty grace can make it work under him for his glory, and for your good. Oh! may his presence be with you, as long as you are in this state of weakness, and mourning, and death. Sweet JESUS keep you-nay, I know he will. His tender, loving heart loves to the end. Oh, my friend, what a

Saviour is he! Oh, how I love him! He knows I do; and yet I am ashamed to think how far be low his deserts. By and by I shall do better, when you and I meet before his throne, then, then, but -I stop.

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worth of it does not come before me: but what

my Master expects of me. His will must be my rule. And it has been a long time as plain to me, as that two and two make four. I am stationed

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by myself. I am alone in London. he keeps me there, I dare not move. has a mind to remove me, my way will be as plain from London, as it is now to abide in it. If I hearkened to self, and wanted to run away from the cross, I know of no place sosnug as but would you have me such a coward, as to fly, and such a one to stand by me-one, who has kept me in many battles; and one, who, I trust, will presently make me more than conqueror?

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I have not time to answer your letter in other points. Only be assured of my prayers (such as they are) for your reading the bible. Remember again, Christ is the sum and substance of it all. May his Spirit breathe upon it as you read, and lead you beyond the letter, to the life-giving sense. I have great faith about

You will be

taken care of. Do not doubt it. The government is on Christ's shoulders, and he does all things well. Leave it to him. But he does use means; therefore pray write as soon as you have fixed on a proper person. My kind love to dear Mr. I wish him as happy as my Master. can make him, and then he will be one of the happiest men in this world. Our friends with you have my hearty good wishes for their better acquaintance with the precious Lord Jesus, and more faith to get more out of his fulness. To him I commend you all, and your present case at, and am, with my wife's respects, for his sake, your faithful friend and servant,

W. R.

LETTER VIIE

LAMBETH, April 17, 1764.

My dear friend,

I HAVE just now received your letter, and

thank you for the kindness you express in it to me. Lam pretty well in health, and loaded with bene

fits-nothing but mercy, rich mercy every day. All the dealings of my most precious Jesus, with my soul, are grace and love. He not only promises, and, by faith, makes me rely on him for heaven; but now, even now, I am as it were in heaven: for I live upon his heavenly blessings. Vile and base as I am, yet he lets me approach him, and converse with him freely. He vouchsafes to admit me into fellowship with him, and he opens his treasures, and says," All these are "thine-I bought them for thee with the price "of my blood, but I give them to thee as a free

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gift. Take this for the earnest, accept this for "the pledge of all the rest and all mine are "thine."-Yes, Lord, I believe it-on thy word do I trust, and I rely upon thy faithfulness to make it good to me. I desire to glorify thee, amidst all my wants, and sins, and miseries, by living out of myself upon thine infinite fulness. Empty me still more, blessed Lord, be daily emptying me more, that I may be capable of holding more of thy good things. What do you think of this? Is it not heaven begun? What is heaven, but the perfection of this life of grace? Believers now live with Christ; they now live upon Christ. Christ is their ALL: for the life which they now live in the flesh, they live by the faith of the Son