I am rejoiced to hear, that God has begun a gracious work, in your neighborhood. I pray it may go on and prosper, until the mountains, all around you, break forth into singing, and the wilderness shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. O, my brother, God hath not forgotten Zion. He is mindful of his promise,—'When the enemy cometh in like a flood, the Spirit of the Lord shall lift up a standard against him.'

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