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The Life And Ministry Of William Kern
Dear Mr. Editor,—I was born at Lards-hill Common, in the parish of Wonersh, Surrey, on the 12th of August, 1836; and was not expected to live but a very short time. All but my mother who saw me said I should soon die. As I grew up I proved to be very delicate and weak, which sometimes filled me with fear. When about 12 years old I met with an accident. I was sitting on a loaded cart, and it tipped up, and the front part caught me by the neck, and I was suspended by it; a man lifted me down and held the torn part till a doctor came and sewed it up. I had to lay on my side for nine weeks,…
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The Life And Death Of William Kern
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The Life And Ministry Of William Large
Dear Brother Winters,—-I am obliged to you for sending for a sketch of my life, spiritual and temporal. I am such a debtor to sovereign grace that I hardly know where to begin the wonderful task, and think the language of Kent is very appropriate:— "My God, when I recount Thy thoughts Of love concerning me; And where began the vast account Except from all eternity," I was born at Syleham, Suffolk, on October 3, 1814, of poor but godly parents, who afterwards removed to Hoxne, where I attended a Sabbath-school, managed by teachers who walked from Diss, a distance of about six miles, thus showing their earnestness. Here we used to commit portions of Dr. Watts' Catechism to memory, and which much impressed me…
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The Life And Ministry Of William Archer
Dear brother Banks,—As you wished me to give you a little account of the way in which I have been led, I will do so very briefly. I was born March 26th, 1831, in the parish of Barking, Essex. My parents at that time worshipped with the Wesleyans. In the providence of God they removed to Chadwell Heath. They afterwards attended the old Baptist Chapel there under the pastoral care of the late Mr. Thomas Kendall, whose ministry was greatly blessed to them. Mr. Kendall baptized them, but he soon left and went to Romford. I may mention here what to me is very interesting. The chapel at Chadwell Heath was then supplied by the good brethren who had just formed the London Itinerant Baptist…
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The Life And Ministry Of William Trotman
I was born at Cricklewood, in the Edgware Road, on the 31st of March, 1826. I have therefore reached the sixty-third year of my earthly pilgrimage. The days have been like Jacob's, "few and evil;" but in the midst of the evil, Divine goodness has been manifested, and with David I often say, "He hath not dealt with me after my sins, nor rewarded me according to my transgressions." When I was about seven years old, my father removed to Holloway, and entered into business there. I remained with him until I was twenty-two years old. During that time the Lord graciously met with me, inclined my heart to seek His face, and convinced me of my sinfulness, and need of an Almighty Saviour. Under…
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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 father being a Polish Jew, and having embraced the Christian religion. After a lapse of eight years I was apprenticed to the clock trade. My mother was a God-fearing woman, and my first impressions were, under God, obtained from her dear lips. She taught me to lisp God's name in prayer, and told me of a beautiful heaven and of a dreadful hell, and that…
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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:— “O Christ, He is the fountain, The deep sweet well of love, The streams on earth I've tasted More deep I'll drink above;” His sermons were sweetly interspersed with choice hymns, and they were always most appropriate. I asked him once how it was that he expressed himself so often in poetical language, and he quietly replied because hymns or verses expressed his feelings in…
