large, you will oHige me more thanif you were to send
me two hundred waistcoats and as many pair of stock-
ings. Jesus is life, lore, power, truth, and righteons-
ness. Jesus is ours ; yea, he is over all, through all,
and in us all. May we so fathom this mystery, and so
evidence the reality of it, that many may see, and fear,
and turn to the Lord ! My Mnd lore and thanks wait
upon, your sistfers, &,c. Farewell in Jesus. Pra.y for
your obliged unworthy servant, J^ • - J. F."

To Miss Ireland, who was under affliction^ and jjp-
proaching fast toward her great and final change, IihIs
words are : — ^

- / " Dectmher 6, 1768.
" My Dear Afflicted Friend, — ^I hear you are re-
turned from the last journey you took in search of bodily
health. Your heavenly Father sees fit to deny it you,
not because he hateth you, {for whom the Lord loveth
he chasteneth,)'hxit because health and life might be fatal
snares to" your soul, out of "which you could not escape,
but by tedious illness and an early death, , Wh6 knows,
also, whether by all you have suffered; and still suffer,
our gracious Lord does not intend to kill you to the flesh
and to the world, and both to you? Besides, our heiirts
are so "Stupid, and our insenlibility is so great, that the
Father of our spirit sees it necessary to put some of his
sharpest and longos.t'thoj'ns into our flesh to make'iis go
to our dear Jesus for the balmy graces of his Spirit.
