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The Life And Testimony Of Elizabeth Topp
For many years past it was the desire of deceased that her experience should be written for the glory of God and for the comfort of his tried and afflicted family, she often repeating these words, "For why should the wonders of the Lord be lost, and forgotten in unthankfulness?” I have often, by her bedside, heard her speak of the path that she had travelled for fifty years in this vale of tears, and many times found her words very weighty and powerful, so that I have often felt my soul drawn heavenwards, and the blessed things of eternity have sweetly employed my mind for days afterwards.
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The Life And Ministry Of Thomas Stringer
It was with feelings of great disappointment and regret that we were debarred from paying our last tribute of sincere affection to the memory of our dear friend and brother in Christ, Thomas Stringer, in not attending his funeral on March 28th, as we were then engaged in Oxfordshire. Although the late Thomas Stringer could not boast of either learning, riches, or worldly fame, he could boast of what Christ had done in the salvation of his immortal soul, and of the value of rich, free and sovereign grace. In the person and deportment of Mr. Stringer there a manliness and true nobleness, descriptive of a fine old English Christian gentleman. Of course, like all men who know themselves, he could not glory in perfection…
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The Life And Testimony Of Elizabeth Williams
Mr. Huntington, in a letter to a spiritual friend, who before he was born again of the Spirit had, by the Lord's mercy, been singularly preserved from outward evil, thus writes: "My friend, thou hast been saved from a more refined wickedness." Never were truer words, or more descriptive of Elizabeth Williams, than those of this immortal and faithful servant of Christ. Infirmities and afflictions of body and soul have delayed this humble account of one so dearly loved both in nature and grace. With her own words, "Let Jesus have all the glory," and a secret cry to God the Spirit that he would, with his remembering power, dictate every word, he desires to cast this humble mite into the treasury of God, hoping…
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The Life And Testimony Of William Boorne
The subject of this memoir was born at Deptford, January 1st, 1794. His father and mother were both members of a Particular Baptist church, at Keppell Street, Bedford Square, under the pastoral care of Mr. Martin. His mother died when he was nine months old, but his grandmother often took care of him. She was a strict Churchwoman, and taught her grandson hymns and prayers, which he frequently repeated. He had early natural convictions that he was wicked, and was taught that he must be good to meet the favour of God. As he grew older, his father was accustomed to take him occasionally on a Lord's day to Keppell Street. When about twelve years of age, he heard Mr. Martin from Col. 1:27: "Christ…
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The Life And Testimony Of Edward Vorley
Edward Vorley entered into an eternal state of glory on Lord's Day morning, March 11, 1838, in the 73rd year of his age. He was for upwards of 31 years the faithful and much-beloved pastor of the Particular Baptist church assembling at Ebenezer chapel, St. Peter's Lane. Leicester, where, we may truly say, without ostentation, he had been a very useful instrument, in the Lord's hand, of much good, both in the forming and establishing of this part of the Lord's vineyard, and where he has continually laboured with success, the Lord owning and blessing the word spoken by him to the comforting, edifying, and building up of his family. He was favoured with a measure of bodily health and strength which is unusual at…
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The Life And Testimony Of John M’Kenzie
My dear Friend,—I take up my pen to write you some account of the last days of our dear departed friend and brother, John M'Kenzie, believing that to you and many of the readers of the Gospel Standard it will be interesting. As you are fully aware of the nature of his complaint, (bleeding from the lungs,) I shall confine myself to his last attack; and to a few gleanings of the words which fell from his lips. He left Darley Dale, Derbyshire, on Wednesday, the 25th of July, and arrived at Preston the same evening, having travelled about seventy miles. He stood his journey remarkably well, and conversed freely during the evening, expressing thankfulness that he had safely arrived at Preston, his friends remarking…
