Your many, your great wants, will only give him an occasion to shew how much he loveth you. He has for you bowels of the tenderest compassion. He feels for you more than you can think. Blessed is that want, look at it by faith, and you will find it so, which brings you to Christ for a supply.

Do you want TEMPORALS-read my Grant, Matt. vi. 32. or SPIRITUALS-trust my Promise, Eph. i. 3. or ETERNALS-look at my Gift in Rom. vi. 23, and be assured I will withhold from you no manner of thing that is good. Stand upon this ground, and here survey your wants: be they what they will, trust Christ for a supply. Live like a christian, by the faith of the Son of God, for temporals, spirituals, and eternals: this isliving. This is holy living for you cannot be thus receiving every moment out of Christ's fulness, but you must feel some gratitude to your divine friend, and a growing willingness to be his debtor for grace, and to be one of his pensioners for glory. This is HIGH living. For then has the holy Spirit magnified Jesus in you upon earth, when you make him ALL and in ALL; and then has he given you the certain earnest, that he will bring you to heaven, where you will find JesusALL, and in ALL, for ever and ever.

This is a little touch of our new year's gift..

Pray tell Miss, it is our standing dish for 1772: I wish her a good stomach to feast on it with us. It is food and physic: I know she likes it. And I do not doubt, but in a very little time, she and I shall sit down at the king's own table, and feast with him and on him, and bless him, as long as we have our being. Pray tell them at next door, CHRIST IS ALL; and tell my dear little vicar, to whom my heart is knit, to exalt Christ-up with him; Mr., come, try; up with him a little higher. Pray, and preach, and live; that Christ be exalted.

God bless the

Amen..

lifting up of Christ in the pulpit. There is nothing I wish myself of good, but I I really love my

wish it to Mr.

friends, and often think of that precious child. O Lord keep him. Jesus save him. May death never part mother and son. I wish my prayersmay be heard for him. His portion with us is worth a thousand. May he find, with us, Christ bis ALL.

W. R.

LETTER XLII.

BLACK FRIARS, May 6, 1772

MY VERY DEAR FRIEND,

INDEED

NDEED you serve me right: it is good to settle an even account. with me. I was so many months in writing; so will you be, to a day. This is rather too hard and strict a way of learning me to write oftener. I could have wished: you to write again and again, and so set me an example of what I ought to do. But I submit to your judginent, and stand corrected in your

own way.

Hearing of Mr.'s coming to town, I did think of some little note: such as "we are "much hurried, time taken up greatly. So many "interruptions, that when I have purposed to sit "down to ask my good friend, how he does, I am called away."

Nothing came; however, I am resolved to grow better. My acquaintances are still upon my mind and heart. Distance of time and place have made no change. I love them in the Lord, and for the Lord's sake. O he is kind to you. How many singular blessings have you! how highly favoured in temporals! try to number them, if you can. How most highly favoured in spirituals! which are inestimable and eternal blessings. I feel thankfulness for you, and pray for the continuance of all your mercies, with a growing sense of your unworthiness of the least of them. Mr. presses me much to say, that I will come into the north this summer: but I cannot answer him directly. If I do, it will not be without spending some time at your house. Remember in your prayers, a friend to you.

W. R

LETTER XLIII.

MY DEAR FRIEND,

November 23, 1773

As I have not been permitted to talk to you

face to face this summer, why should I not converse with you in another way? I think it right to tell you my present feelings, and how I stand affected towards you. I believe that all the true love in the world comes from the infinite fulness of Jesus. It has no other source: and he has (eternal blessings on him!) warmed my cold heart with fire of his precious love. I feel a ray of it drawing my affections to my dear friend. Its sweet influence is from above: its origin is divine: it is, indeed, of heavenly extraction and birth. No thanks to me that it partakes of some of the gracious properties of the fountain from whence it-springs: for some of them it has, my con