Letters 1779
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | letter |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-letters-1779-004 |
| Words | 394 |
Whether you have a longer or a shorter time to praise Him on earth is of no great moment. It is enough that you shall have an eternity to praise Him in heaven! Let this be ever in our eye! And never forget, my dear Betsy,
Yours most affectionately.
To Miss Padbury, At Whittlebury,
Near Towcester.
To Mrs. Barton
LONDON, February 11, 1779.
MY DEAR SISTER, - This is our comfort - that we know our Lord has all power in heaven and in earth; and that, whensoever He willeth to deliver, to do is present with Him. He did, indeed, very remarkably interpose in your behalf by raising up those friends in time of need. You have reason to praise Him, and you have reason to trust Him. He will withhold from you no manner of thing that is good.
I am glad to hear that at length there is likely to be a day of visitation even for poor Beverley. If you have two or three that are strong in faith, they will wrestle with God in mighty prayer and bring down a blessing on all that are round about them. - I am
Your affectionate brother.
To Charles Delamotte [5]
LONDON, February 11, 1779.
MY DEAR BROTHER, - I am agreeably surprised with a letter from my old friend, whom I long desired to see; and how I missed of seeing you when I was last at Barrow I cannot yet comprehend.
It is very probable I shall have some more work to do with regard to that wretched infidel. For if Dr. Bealey, the publisher of his Works, prefixes to them a flaming panegyric, I shall think it my duty to deal exceeding plainly both with the author and the translator.
I am now in my seventy-sixth year, and am by the wonderful mercy of God in at least as good health as I was in my twenty-sixth, and in some respects better. So when it pleases Him
He bids the sun of life stand still
And stops the panting soul.
I am glad you speak a word to your brethren on behalf of our good Master. This is worth living for. - Believe me to be, as ever, dear Charles,
Your affectionate brother.
To Mr. Delamotte, At Barrow, Near Barton, Lincolnshire.
To Hester Ann Roe
LONDON, February 11, 1779.