Christian philanthropy exemplified in a memoir of the Rev. Samuel Wilson Warneford, LL.D., late Rector of Bourton-on-the-hill, and honorary canon of Gloucester and Bristol : wherein an attempt has been made to shew the diversities of its operations, but the sameness of its spirit; the varieties of its form, but the universality of its principle / by...Vaughan Thomas ; illustrated by extracts from his letters.

  • Thomas, Vaughan, 1775-1858.
Date:
1855
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Credit: Christian philanthropy exemplified in a memoir of the Rev. Samuel Wilson Warneford, LL.D., late Rector of Bourton-on-the-hill, and honorary canon of Gloucester and Bristol : wherein an attempt has been made to shew the diversities of its operations, but the sameness of its spirit; the varieties of its form, but the universality of its principle / by...Vaughan Thomas ; illustrated by extracts from his letters. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    G5 i To J. W. Feb. 14, 1853. 1 am truly sorry to hear of the illness of your excellent Bishop ot J J , . ,, Sydney, friend, the Bishop of Sydney; and more especially, as at this time his life is of great importance. The Memorialist is indebted to that accomplished Scholar, the Rev. Francis Kilvert of Bath, for the following FRAG- MENT, suggested by Bishop Selwyn’s Christian heroism in determining to return without Stipend to his Diocese of Xew Zealand, having made up his mind (to use his own words) “ TO DIO, OR BEG OR BOTH.” “ To dio, or beo—or both”—(perchance to want, And bear like holy Paul, with equal frame, Need and abundance!)—There the spirit spake Of Missionary zeal.— * * * * Oh thou, Apostle of the Southern Main, Whom love for Christ and souls insatiate draws O’er trackless seas, e'en to the inmost haunts Of Satan, where in foul unnatural feast Man preys on man; and idol rites abhorred Blind votaries in ruthless bondage hold,— Tho’ Sire and Master in our Israel, thou Art Son of many prayers. For thee the cloud Of morning and of evening incense rolls Up to the Mercy-seat. Pure liands for thee Are raised, and loving hearts whoso throbs pierce Heaven, And touch with kindred pulse the Saviour’s breast. Thence on thy word and work flow blessings down. And Zion boasts her of a numerous host,— Souls won from Satan’s thraldom, and enrolled Among the armies of the living God: While He, for whom thou labourest, beholds Of his soul’s travail, and is glad ;—yea, joys With joy of triumph o’er his rescued bands. F