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The Last Days Of Martin Luther
Towards the close of his life, Luther had conceived a distaste for Wittemberg as a place of residence. In July, 1545, he wrote to his wife from Leipzig, where he was staying at the time: "Grace and peace to thee, dear Catherine. Our John will tell thee how we got here. Ernst von Schonfeldt received us very well at Lobnitz, and our friend Scherle received us even still better here. I have a great desire so to arrange matters as not to return to Wittemberg. My heart is cooled towards that town, and I no longer like to reside there. I would, therefore, have you sell the smaller house, with the court and garden (the large house I shall return to our gracious master, who…
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The Life And Death Of Edward Samuel
Death. On December 10th, 1896, in the 85th year of his age, and (we think) the 56th year of his ministry, this servant of the Lord fell asleep, at Sleaford. Writing to a friend, Mrs. Samuel says, "My dear husband was taken away suddenly at last. A week before he died he was taken with severe pains about the region of the heart. The doctor gave him medicine to relieve the pain. He did not keep his bed one day, but did everything as usual, so I had no idea of death being so near, neither do I think he had, though he always prayed for the Lord to prepare him for the 'sudden change.' The following are a few words which occasionally dropped from…
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The Life Of Isaac Charles Johnson
On the 28th of January, 1811, at Vauxhall, in Surrey, another atom of humanity was added to the population of the earth. This was when the great comet for the space of about ten months presented an extraordinary appearance in the sky, producing in the minds of the superstitious, feelings of extreme fear and awe. Great war commotions also filled many hearts. Bonaparte, that great scourge of nations, had caused many to tremble, and great fear fell on many of the inhabitants of this sea-girt isle, lest, as he threatened, he should cross the silver streak, conquer and assume imperial rule over this land. This, however, in the good providence of God he was not permitted to do. The subject of this sketch was the…
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The Life And Death Of William Vine
His health had been failing for some time, but he was only laid by two Lord's days. On the morning of Nov. 28th he was struck with paralysis. After he revived he was much blessed by hymn 404 coming to him, “Lord, what a riddle is my soul," &c., the first verses being so expressive of his life; but now he could say, "Let me be sick with love and die." These words also, with others, were blessed to him: "He standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice. My beloved spake; and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away." (Song 2:9, 10). Also hymn 268:
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The Life And Death Of William Glasgow
This faithful servant of God received the home-call rather suddenly on March 6th. He had reached the ripe old age of 83 years, and had been for many years in a weak state of health, though he was able to walk out a few steps the day before his decease. He was born at Chesham, Bucks; became the recipient of saving grace early in life, and was joined by baptism to the “Townfield” Church. When quite young he began to preach at Lee Common, Trina, Two Waters, &c. His first settled pastorate was at Gaddesden Row. In 1875 he was directed by the Lord to remove to Suffolk, and, for over seven years, he was the honored pastor of Bardwell. Here he did good work…
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The Life And Death Of Johnson Grimwood
Johnson Grimwood was called home February 7th, 1913, aged 84 years. Our dear brother was Pastor at Charsfield eleven years; Stonham Parva seventeen years and ten months. His last pastorate was Cransford, Suffolk, and the writer will remember the services he has conducted in his house; how sweet their memory still. Though not a great preacher he was a good man, a gracious man, and a diligent man in this world’s affairs. I have heard him say he has been at his work all day, drove home, had some refreshment, walked to Charsfield (eleven miles) on a winter’s night, and home again; sometimes nearly midnight before he reached home. Our dear brother would rise at any hour to show an act of kindness to anyone…
