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The Perfect Man And His Peaceful End
“Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright, for the end of that man is peace.”—Ps. 37:3 "All’s well that ends well." Many things in this life that promise fair miserably disappoint our expectations. Fine mornings not unfrequently end in stormy evenings. Our desire is to end well. We would rather have a rough passage, with a safe entrance into the haven of rest, than never so smooth a voyage, with shipwreck at its close. With Dr. Watts we sing:— "Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all." Our text draws our attention to a man who ends well. Mark this man, for his end is peace. The…
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The Life And Death Of Edward Mote
By the death of Mr. Edward Mote, which took place on Monday, April 4, 1892, the Church at Chadwell-treet, Clerkenwell, has lost one of its oldest, most loved, esteemed, and useful members. Baptized by Mr. John Hazelton in February, 1856, he had been a member of the Church for just over thirty-six years. In 1877 he was elected deacon, and became the church treasurer in 1879, and retained these offices until his death. Our brother, who was 68 years of age, was in his place at "Chadwell-street "for the last time on Lord's-day evening, January 17, on the occasion of a funeral sermon of a highly-respected member of the Church. He was then far from well. An attack of influenza followed by blood-poisoning, and a…
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The Life And Ministry Of Edward Mote
The character and experience of our brother, the late Edward Mote, are described in the Scriptures at the head of this brief memorial, and the last acts and words of "Mr. Stand-fast" are peculiarly appropriate to the closing weeks of our dear friend's pilgrimage. By his departure the denomination has lost one of its most useful and honourable members; the Church at Chadwell-street has been deprived of a trusted and loving counsellor; and the various societies with which he was connected mourn the loss of a valuable officer and friend. His cheerful countenance, vivacious spirit, and unassuming manner were combined with true godliness and united in producing a personality that to know was to love. With characteristic modesty, he ever sought to escape the thanks…
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The Life And Ministry Of Silas Hickmott
His illness was inflammation of the lungs, of only five days' duration. "They that will live godly in Christ Jesus shall suffer persecution" was truly fulfilled in him. He possessed that religion which testified he had been with Jesus. His heart was made upright in the things of God, and added learning to his lips. He neither courted the smiles nor feared the frowns of mortals, as many can testify who had the pleasure of his acquaintance. Of all Christians I ever met with, he seemed to evince a spirit that he was not of this world, either in its spirit or practice. He desired a better country, that is, a heavenly, waiting for a city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God.…
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A Brother Beloved (William Styles)
After reading the excellent article of Mr. Flegg in the July issue, and then the "Personal Appreciation" of Mr. Bull in that for August, I feel strongly constrained to add a few words more of appreciative testimony, having had the privilege of personal acquaintance with Mr. Styles for some twenty-five years or more. The text at the head of these remarks, taken (of course) away from its surroundings, will doubtless be expressive of the feeling of many, particularly (though by no means exclusively) in our own denomination. Ever modest and reticent, almost to shyness, with regard to his own talents and acquirements, he was desirous to use what he possessed for the good of others who needed help and did so use it continually. Almost…
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A Personal Appreciation Of William Styles
Another pen more able than ours has written one Appreciation of our late beloved friend and brother, Mr. W. Jeyes Styles, on behalf of the denomination to which he was attached and adorned. I cannot, however, refrain from adding a few lines of personal testimony respecting the kindness I received at the hands of one who many times befriended me, especially as a young minister in the early years of my service for the Master. My first introduction to Mr. Styles was at the laying of the memorial stones of the Tabernacle, West Ham Lane, on Tuesday, March 7th, 1903. Taking me kindly by the hand, he gave me a cordial welcome to his home. No one in the denomination probably owes more to our…
