“The highest attainments in this life are very inconsiderable, compared with what should properly result from our relation and obligations to a God of infinite holiness.
The nearer we approach to Him, the more we are sensible of this. While we only hear of God as it were by the ear, we seem to be something.
But when, as in the case of Job, He discovers Himself more sensibly to us, Job’s language becomes ours, and the height of our attainment is, to abhor ourselves in dust and ashes.
I hope I do not write too late to meet you at Bath.
I pray that your health may be benefited by the waters, and your soul comforted by the Lord’s blessing upon the ordinances, and the converse of His children.
If any of the friends you expected to see are still there, to whom we are known, and my name should be mentioned, I beg you to say, we desire to be respectfully remembered to them.
Had I wings, I would fly to Bath while you are there. As it is, I endeavour to be with you in spirit.
There certainly is a real, though secret, a sweet, though mysterious, communion of saints, by virtue of their common union with Jesus.
Feeding upon the same bread, drinking of the same fountain, waiting at the same mercy-seat, and aiming at the same ends, they have fellowship one with another, though at a distance.
Who can tell how often the Holy Spirit, who is equally present with them all, touches the hearts of two or more of his children at the same instant, so as to excite a sympathy of pleasure, prayer, or praise, on each other’s account?
It revives me sometimes in a dull and dark hour to reflect, that the Lord has in mercy given me a place in the hearts of many of His people; and perhaps some of them may be speaking to Him on my behalf, when I have hardly power to utter a word for myself.
For kind services of this sort I persuade myself I am often indebted to you. O that I were enabled more fervently to repay you in the same way!
O! what will heaven be, where there shall be all who love the Lord Jesus, and they only, where all imperfection, and whatever now abates or interrupts their joy in their Lord and in each other, shall cease forever.
There at least I hope to meet you, and spend an eternity with you, in admiring the riches and glory of redeeming love.
Yours,
John Newton
October 24, 1775”
–John Newton, The Works of John Newton, Volume 2 (Carlisle, PA: Banner of Truth, 1988), 2: 37-39.