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The Life And Ministry Of Charles Hancock
Dear Brother Banks,—You kindly ask me for a sketch of my life, together with a brief history of the cause of God in Sturry. I confess I have studiously avoided publicity in my present sphere, feeling I am not like most of God's servants, but of late years have been more drawn to you as editor of the Earthen Vessel and to the great army in our beloved denomination that surrounds you. I was born of Christian parents into this world on January 28th, 1821, and in 1838 was born again into the kingdom of God, and I desire humbly to praise God, that, though going the broad and down- ward road, I was preserved from all outward sin, and death, for twice was I…
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The Death And Funeral Of Charles Hancock
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The Life And Ministry Of Adam Dalton
“Your fathers, where are they? And the prophets, do they live for ever?” Both No and Yes, says feeling and affection, struggling for the mastery. And while contemplating the attenuated frame of our old friend, we felt glad that his physical sufferings were so nearly ended, and the glory world so nearly reached. We must have talked hundreds of times together of "What must it be to be there?" Our brother now knows, while we for a while must still deal with the ever-increasing conflict of what is to be here. Brother Dalton was born at the village of Shorne, about midway between Gravesend and Rochester. The country districts at that time were far more than now under the domination of the squire and the…
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The Life And Ministry Of Josiah Morling
Dear Brother Winters,—I first saw the light on May 12th, 1843, in the village of Cottenham, Cambs., at one time noted for its fine quality of cheese. My parents being members of the Particular Baptist Chapel in Rooks-lane, now known as "Ebenezer,'' it was my lot to be brought up under the truth, which then had no charms for me. Amidst many dangers, God, in His merciful providence, preserved me alive. On one occasion I fell from a high tree, was picked up by my companions insensible, but soon recovered, and do not remember to, have felt any ill effects afterwards. From childhood my mind was subject to strong impressions, a sort of convictions. Sometimes dreaming the end of the world had come. On hearing…
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A Declaration Of Faith
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“Purchased To Himself A Good Degree”
It was at our own special request that we asked permission to present our readers, at the commencement of this year, as a frontispiece to the Earthen Vessel & Gospel Herald, a portrait of our venerable and much-valued friend, Mr. Charles Wilson. In the April number for the year 1889, a portrait of Mr. Wilson was inserted from a very imperfect photograph; as we were very dissatisfied with the production, we give it again from a photo by Messrs. Russell. Mr. Wilson concludes his second year of office in March next, as President of the Metropolitan Association of Strict Baptist Churches, which office, as a sincere Christian and devout man of business, he has filled with assiduity, combined with the warm and loving approbation of…
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Inaugural Address: Metropolitan Association Of Strict Baptist Churches
Delivered At The Annual Meeting Of The Metropolitan Association Of Strict Baptist Churches, On March 12, 1889 By Mr. Charles Wilson, President Beloved Friends,—Most heartily do I thank you for the honour conferred upon me in electing me as president of the Metropolitan Association of Strict Baptist Churches. Through the blessing of God upon the noble efforts of our forefathers, men of God who dared to die for their principles, and to suffer the loss of all things rather than belie their consciences, we are allowed to meet here, none daring lawfully to make us afraid, and shall we, or shall we not, be worthy successors of those brave men? Brethren, we have the same God to sustain us: King Jesus was their King, and…
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The Life And Death Of Charles Wilson
On the last day of the year, Saturday, December 31st, 1898, we followed the mortal remains of brother C. Wilson to the grave. As a natural consequence, owing to the high esteem in which Mr. Wilson was held by the Strict Baptist Denomination, a large concourse of friends from the metropolis and suburbs gathered on the solemn occasion, the large chapel of the Paddington Cemetery, where the funeral took place, being crowded. The funereal procession consisted of a hearse, conveying the body, enclosed in a polished elm coffin, covered with floral wreaths, a large number of mourning coaches and private carriages conveying the more immediate members of the family, deacons of Mount Zion, Hill-street, deputations from the various Societies connected with the Denomination, the employees…
