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The Life And Ministry Of Henry Myerson
My dear brother W. Winters,—-I forward you as requested a short sketch of my life. I was born January 12th, 1827, in the parish of Bethnal-green, in the county of Middlesex. At the age of six years I was placed in the Hebrew School, Palestine-place, Cambridge-heath, which school belongs to the London Society for Promoting Christianity among the Jews, my…
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The Life And Ministry Of Frederick King
Our dear friend was a tried Christian, but he did not parade his troubles in the pulpit. He was careful not to speak about himself, but his sermons were brimful and running over with a precious Christ. I have seen the tears start in his eyes, and an expression of glory in his countenance, while he exclaimed in Rutherford's language:—…
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The Life And Ministry Of Frederick Pearce
Our dear friend, now in glory, was born in the year 1819, and being early called by grace was baptised at the old Baptist Chapel, Bradford-on-Avon, when about twenty years of age; where, fifty-seven years afterwards, he preached his last sermon. His was an unusually long life spent in the service of the Master. He early began to preach, and…
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The Life And Ministry Of Frank Matthewman
My Dear Brother In The Lord,—I feel somewhat diffident about complying with your request for a sketch (for publication) of my call by grace and to the ministry, inasmuch as it brings forcibly to my mind 1 Kings 20:11, "Let not him that girdeth on his harness boast himself as he that putteth it off," but again, I thought it…
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The Life And Ministry Of Frank Fells
Dear Christian Brother,—I feel it to be a very solemn and sacred matter to write a short sketch of one's life. At your request, however, I will attempt to do so, craving Divine help, and guidance, so that experiences may be recorded, which shall most benefit those who read, and afford matter for reflection, and meditation to the spiritually discerning,…
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The Life And Ministry Of F. G. Burgess
Dear Mr. Editor,—I have been born twice; firstly, in the village of Tilehurst, near the Town of Reading, Berks. My life has been a chequered one. At the age of eleven I found my dear mother sitting in her chair dead. Her sudden exit was probably caused by heart-disease. Shortly after this, upon my father's remarriage, I left the parental…
