The Stourbridge Observer, Cradley Heath, Halesowen & District Chronicle.
Stourbridge, West Midlands, England, 1873-08-02 00:00:00

THE CHAPEL ROYAL SAVOY.

The Rev. Henry Whitt., the Chaplain f the House
of Commons preached at the Chapel Royal Savoy
The text WAR Hebrews xi., 4.h verse-- Ifc, being
deevl, yet aptakrth."
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Mr. White said aluco hut Sum!ay the whole peers of the
country, with one er two c.mtemptible exceptions, had pro-
nounced a psnegt etc upon the bishop such at bud been paid
to very few names in Viis century, and for the pre where of
that de y little was lett but to aelcuowleuge with cratitude
the prompt, loyal, and affectionate honour which had been
de ne to the memory of the departed prelate The current
speech and converfall a of all lips, irom the Innermoit
cautres to the outermost circumferences of society, had been
breatidnit during the peat week the same let gases of grief
the bishop was, above all things, earnest as a ruler of the
Church and a preacher of the gospel—n preacher who was
not content to deliver his Muter's measart In an enfeebled
array of truisms and commonplaces, bet who was over con-
temns and capable or uenuine, fervent, and therefore elo.
giant. appeals to his hestera Throngh nil his teaching and
ruling there ran a F olden c.r lot khan:lest aid enbtleet arm-
p.thy for others. It wu no dkrespect to bin colle•ittu end
c ,fitemporaries in C dirch or Siste to say that torte were
scacvly ten men in these realms who coldly she r f rce
Of echo Ills ea,ueelloso. aympothy, catholic to , and tact.
triumph, as the bi-hep old repeatedly, over powerful aid
prejudiced opt wiltlon. As a man and as a prelate we could
never to iii afford to lose him ea at present, but, thostah
dead, "he yet speaketh."

Tile Rev. J .mes Fleming preached at Camberwell, on
the text, "1 here is but a step between ms and (bath"
and pointed out bow the troth ot the toying had be- n
ilt,streved ry the death of the lamented bishop, for he
had left London never-in better health or spir;ts Light
beamed in his e)e, and vigour nerve.' his arm He was
the ornament of Ins C lurch, the delight of his hien" the
etay if hie family : hut In • moment to left • Church to
mourn Mende to lament, *Ed a family to weep f,r him.
We mlght be tempted to sac, what were hia thong ts at
that moment I Had he time to think between his
eaddle and the grontid, between life and death
Who can tell? God giveth us no account of his
affairs. This Is one of those dispenaattons by which Hs says
to us, Be still, and know that lam God. May I not do
what I will with mine own." Yet nothing can be more
beautiful—for one prepared—than to pIIB In an Instant,
spared the death-bed scene, painlessly translated out of life
temporal Into life eternal. Brief and solemn are the lessons
which, from his silent tomb, oar many.gtfted bishop teaches
us, for—. be being dead ,et speaketh "—doe, he not speak to
us mintaters, •nd tot each one of Us, Can you the on the
principles on which you now live? If so, all will be well;
and whether you be distingulehed or obscure, whether life
be long or short, whether you depart &lowly or fall asleep in a
moment, you shall meal,. to Jo) ful resurrection. And when
the Page-,it of time Is rolled up—when the great White
Throne Is set, whin the Lord le seated In the airy of ills
leather and of the holy angels, and when the multitude of ills
people are gathered on Ills right band—) ou, even )on—
washed In the blood of the Lamb, and clothed In the flawless
robe of a R-dremer'seighteousuesa, aluell hear those raptur-
ous words, Well done, good and faithful servant, enter thou
into the joy of thy L,ud."