The Henson Journals

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3rd Sunday in Advent, December 14th, 1913.

Oh thou of dark forebodings drear,

Oh thou of such a faithless heart,

Hast thou forgotten what thou art,

That thou hast ventured so to fear?

No weed on ocean's bosom cast,

Borne by its never–resting foam

This way & that, without a home,

Till flung on some bleak shore at last.

But thou the lotus, which above

Swayed here & there by wind & tide,

Yet still below doth fixed abide,

Fast rooted in the eternal Love.

Cruickshank celebrated at 8 a.m. I communicated, and assisted in the administration. The school attended in considerable number, the newly confirmed being present for their first communion.

Tucker preached at Mattins. I installed Guest Williams as an hon. canon: &, according to usage, he read the lessons both morning & evening.

I preached on Christian Ministry at Evensong.

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There was but a small congregation. After service I had an interview with Bishop Willis, whom I counselled to take a firm attitude towards the Bishop of Winchester. I insisted that he was now the representative of Evangelical principles: that he must not assent to any course which could be interpreted as a withdrawal from the position which he had taken up: that the charge of heresy, which had been deliberately formulated & published must be categorically & publicly withdrawn. I gave him "The Road to Unity", "Ecclesiastica", and "Moral Discipline in the Christian Church". He expressed himself very grateful to me for taking up his defence.

I attended the performance of Mendellsohn's [sic] Elijah in the cathedral at 1.15 p.m. There was a very large attendance of the people.

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