Robert Hawker - Death

Death

At his death in 1827 Hawker had been curate for six years and forty-three years its minister. It is said that the whole town mourned for him.

Not every region of our heaven-blessed isle Has so illuminated been by the bright beams Of Gospel-light and glory, as the town Of Plymouth. And with all the storied pomp Distinguishing the destiny of this Fair daughter of the gently flowing Plym, Not one of the proud honours that have been By Providence so prodigally heaped Upon her, has surpassed in solid worth And excellence, the presence in her midst, and faithful ministry in holy things,— Through the long space of half a century,— Of the renowned and venerated Hawker. It well becomes, then, her enlightened sons To look back and to ponder well and oft, The moral radiance shed upon the name Of Plymouth, by the sacred services Of this illustrious champion of the cross…

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