Guy Archer Weniger has been called home. For many years he was absent on active service here on earth, now he answers "present" in the immediate presence of God.

A stalwart on earth he is now a singer in Heaven. A wielder of the sword below, he is now a wearer of the crown above. His warfare is accomplished.

Dr. Weniger was one of the few remaining links with the first generation fundamentalist leaders in the Baptist denomination in the North American continent.

There was Dr. T. T. Shields in Canada, Dr. W. B. Riley in the North of the U.S.A., and Dr. J. Frank Norris in the South of the U.S.A. They have been called the 'Prima Donnas' of Baptist Fundamentalism. They were all great pulpiteers and mighty controversialists. For a time they did the running in harness together but eventually they all went their own ways.

Dr. Weniger was the spiritual son of Dr. W. B. Riley, who, in some ways, was the greatest preacher of the three. We in this part of the world would like to think that anyway because he hailed from Ireland.

Brought up under this great fundamentalist leader Dr. Weniger was early acquainted with the various theological and denominational crosscurrents and the standing of men and movements in the controversy.

He flung himself with zeal into the conflict and soon proved himself to be in the great fundamentalist succession. From his pulpit, in Oakland, his trumpet gave no uncertain sound and as a result many prepared themselves for the battle.

His biographical sketch is impressive:-

Dr. Weniger was the second to the youngest of seven children of Rev. and Mrs. F. W. Weniger, who was a minister of 55 years and veteran missionaries to Venezuela.

He was educated at Northwestern Bible School in Minneapolis, and also Bethel Seminary. He graduated Cum Laude from the University of Minnesota. Dr. Weniger recently celebrated his 40th year as the Pastor of the Foothill Baptist [3] Church of Castro Valley, from which he has just retired. During his ministry at the Church he helped start 24 other Baptist Churches around the area. In 1958 he helped found the San Francisco Baptist Seminary, where he also served since that time as the Chairman of the Board of Trustees. In 1976 he was elected President of the Seminary, succeeding his older brother. He also was the Professor of Practical Theology. He served as Chairman of the Management Committee of Lucerne Christian Conference Center. He was past president of the Fundamental Baptist Fellowship. He also served as the editor of the Blu-Print local church paper for over 30 years, and had authored many other articles as well. He has been honored with many degrees: D.D. in 1951. D. Litt., Bob Jones University, 1974; Bob Jones Memorial Award for the Defence of the Scripture, 1972; 1982, S.T.D., Berean Baptist Bible College, Bangalore, India. He is survived by: his dear wife (of 45 years) Irene A.; children, Dwight Weniger of Lakeville, Minn.; and wife Judy; Sonja Walker of San Leandro and husband Richard. Grandchildren: Judson, Lisa, Jared Weniger; Lureen, Katricia and Shannon Walker. Three brothers: Dr. Arno Q. Weniger, Dr. Ortiz Weniger and Dr. Max W. Weniger, all Baptist Ministers. One sister, Mrs. Helen Cedarholm, former missionary. Many nephews and nieces.

It was through the Blu Print however that Dr. Weniger served the whole separatist fundamentalist cause both nationally and internationally. In its columns he made available to his brethren his extensive knowledge, attained by the most diligent and painstaking research, of men and movements and their principles and practices. By so doing he gave unique and unparalleled service to the Churches.

Dr. Weniger is gone from us. He being dead yet speaketh and as he thus speaketh he is not dead but more alive than ever.

The U.S. Government renewed my visa for one entrance into the states so that I could take part in the funeral services. It was well worth the twenty-two and a half flying hours to join the family and the U.S. fundamentalist leaders at the Church where Dr. Weniger ministered for some forty years, and also at the grave side. My tribute at the Church appears elsewhere in these pages.

Dr. Bob Jones message, in the Church, on "in Christ - With Christ - Like Christ" was most eloquent and touching as were the tributes paid by Drs. Ron Bell and Jim Singleton. Dr. Innes of Hamilton Square Baptist Church, the home of San Francisco Baptist Seminary, presided in a most able manner while Dr. Austin conducted the most comforting grave side service.

Goodnight, Brother Archer, we will meet you in the morning! [4]

A sermon preached by Dr. Paisley at Wigton,

A peasant's tale,
A humble grave;
Two names on earth unknown,
But Jesus bears them on His heart,
Before the Eternal Throne.

With these poor women slumbering
Beneath the wavebound Kirk ground,
The peasant summoned at his toil,
To own and bless His Lord.
The secret hungering on the hills
Where none but God might be,
Ah, earth hath many martyrs,
But these two were of the sea.

On the 11th May, 1685, some three hundred years ago this little village or town experienced one of the darkest of days in that time of dark history in Scotland, known as the Killing Times. On that day seven noble Covenanters were put to death - three in Glasgow, one Andrew Hyslop was murdered by the Bloody Claverhouse near to Glasgow, and another man called McEwan was put to death in Newtownstewart. Here in Wigtown Margaret McLachlan or McLachason, aged sixty-three, and Margaret Wilson, aged eighteen, were put to death by drowning. Their only crime was their loyalty to the King of kings and Lord of Lords. Yes, and we are here today to declare that our first and primary loyalty is to King Jesus the only Head of the Church, and the sole King of kings and Lord of lords.

The murder plan was hatched by the authorities to quell the Gospel light in Scotland, to put out the torch of the glorious Reformation, and to take from the land the freedom that came to it through the preaching of the great Reformers headed by John Knox himself. There was, however, a faithful remnant in this land who refused to bow the knee to the Romish and the Episcopal Baal. These Covenanters would not and did not conform. They loved not their lives even unto the death, and so undeterred and unafraid by the rack, the boot, the stocks, the torture and death itself, they stood steadfastly and unmoved for the Lord Jesus Christ.


We might well ask ourselves the question, what was this motivation? What was this inherent life? What was this great power that burned within [5] their souls? Why was it these peasants of Scotland, these servant girls of Scotland, these lads and lassies of Scotland, made of the stuff of heroes and heroines, stood true when the great men of this land and the vast majority of the ministers of this land surrendered the Crown Rights of King Jesus and the Crown Jewels of His Gospel?

The answer is simple, these heroes and heroines of the Gospel had faith in Jesus Christ as their own and personal Saviour. Their religion wasn't second-hand. It did not depend on Church sacraments or on ministers or on clergy. It was a personal and intimate relationship with Christ. They had been born again, redeemed by the precious Blood of Christ, justified by faith alone, saved by grace alone, and had Eternal life through Jesus Christ alone.


Margaret Wilson was the daughter of a farmer from the Glenvernock neighbourhood. Her father bowed the knee and conformed. Her mother bowed the knee and conformed, and her two brothers, her sister Agnes aged thirteen, and she herself refused to conform. They were driven from home. Their parents were persecuted and fined because of the behaviour of their children. Margaret and her sister Agnes and her two brothers wandered as vagrants around this part of Scotland hiding in the caves, outlawed from their homes, persecuted and put to the horn, and, of course, if caught persecuted and put to death.

When King Charles II died, the fires of persecution for a few days burned low in Scotland, and Margaret Wilson accompanied by her sister Agnes (Margaret eighteen, Agnes thirteen) came to this town and visited their friend Margaret McLachlan. There was, however, a traitor. The devil always finds a traitor. There was a Judas among the twelve, and there is always one traitor to do the devil's filthy work.

The name of that traitor was Patrick Stuart. Let his name be written in terms of ignominy and shame, and let him be held up as a person to be reviled, ridiculed and repudiated. He it was that betrayed the two Margarets and Agnes and another girl by the name of Maxwell to the persecuting authorities. They were immediately seized and thrown into the thieves' den or hole. The prison can still be seen in this town and I trust that you will visit it. I trust that you will take courage and give thanks as you look at that particular place.


The two Margarets were sentenced to death and so was the little girl Agnes. By paying 100 her father Gilbert was able to achieve the release of his youngest daughter. McLachlan's friends - Margaret herself being some sixty-three years of age and unable to read and write was not prepared to conform - sent in a petition in which they tried to say that Margaret McLachlan had given in, acknowledged the righteousness of [6] her sentence of death and made a plea for leniency. This, of course, was a libel on the character of Margaret McLachlan, for no stauncher Covenanter ever faced her trial and ever faced her death than the little old Margaret McLachlan.

As for Margaret Wilson, she was both able to read and write. She refused to sign any petition of leniency. She simply said, "I will not, I cannot, I must not betray my Lord, and if death it is then death it must be".


The third person on trial was a young woman by the name of Maxwell. Miss Maxwell was flogged through the street at the end of the hangman's rope, and then she was set up on stocks as a picture of ignominy and shame for three days. The two Margarets were sentenced to death. They were taken down to the stake, the place where the stake is still today, down by the River Ladloch, and there they were tied and the dark incoming tide was left to do its death work.


Margaret McLachlan, the older woman, was tied further out next to the incoming tide, so that her younger colleague could see her death. The authorities vainly thought that if Margaret Wilson saw the older woman die, then she would recant and conform. The waves came in and as they came up to the neck and to the chin of the older woman, she was seen to struggle in the waters.

The persecutors shouted to Margaret Wilson and they said, "What do you think of your friend now?", and that noble girl said, "I see Christ wrestling in one of His saints, and Christ will surely have the victory", and the tide went over Margaret McLachlan's head, and another martyred spirit, released from the torments of earth and the imprisonment of the tabernacle of clay, fled above the stars into the very presence of the Everlasting God. Thank God, there is a bright and glorified spirit among the redeemed in Glory this day, and that is the martyred spirit of sister Margaret McLachlan.


What of the younger Margaret Wilson? When the waves came up to her chin and neck they dragged her from the water, and old Patrick Walker the packman, who wrote the great classic, The Six Saints of the Scottish Covenant, takes up the story. He recounts what the Kirk Session minutes could hardly record: "Statements by no means unworthy of the sons of Lucifer. The old woman was first tied to the stake, enemies saying, 'it is needless to speak to that old damned bitch, let her go to Hell'. But say they, 'Margaret ye are young. If you pray for the king we will give you your [7] life'. She said, 'I will pray for salvation for all elect, but the damnation of none'. They dashed her under the water and pulled her up again. People looking on said, 'Oh, Margaret, will you say it?' She said, 'Lord give him repentance, forgiveness and salvation, if it be Thy Holy Will'. Lagg the persecutor cried, 'Damned bitch, we do not want such prayers. Tender the Oath to her'. She said, 'No, no, no sinful Oaths for me'. They said, 'To Hell with them! To Hell with them. It is o'er good for them'. Thus they suffered, and thus we have the historical record of their death at the hands of these cruel, satanic and diabolical murderers."


Margaret Wilson's grave is here in the graveyard. We will visit it. On the tombstone are written these words:

"Here lies Margaret Wilson, daughter of Gilbert Wilson of Glenvernock, who was drowned A.D. 1685, aged 18.

Let earth and stone still witness bear,
Here lies a virgin martyr here
Murdered for owning Christ supreme,
And her not adjuring Presbytery,
And her not owning prelacy.

They were condemned by unjust law,
Of heaven or hell they stood in awe.
Within the sea tied to a stake,
She suffered for Christ Jesus' Sake.

The actors of the cruel crime
Were Lagg, Strachan, Winro and Graham;
Neither youth nor yet old age
Could stop the fury of their rage."

And side by side with her awaiting the trumpet call of the glorious resurrection of the just is Margaret McLachlan.

"Here lies Margaret McLachlan, who was by unjust law sentenced to die by Lagg, Strachan, Winrom and Graham, and tied to a stake within the flood for her adherence to Scotland's Reformation covenants, National and Solemn League, aged 63, the year 1685."


Two women who gave their lives for Christ. Of course God does not pass the judgment of His saints lightly by. The man who tied them to the stake was named Bell. When he was asked afterwards, "How did they die?", he laughed and said, "Their hands were like the feet of a duck. They were like webbed feet, and they spluttered and splashed in the water trying to swim."

A few weeks afterwards his wife gave birth to a boy. That boy had webbed feet and webbed hands, and every generation of the Bells for [8] three generations had webbed hands and webbed feet. God exonerates and vindicates His people!

The sergeant who was cruel to the Margarets walked out into the flood, and taking his halberd pushed their heads beneath the waves, crying, "Take another drink my hearties". The day after the death, that man took a loathsome disease of thirst. He couldn't pass any water in the gutter but he had to get down and drink it. All his life he had to carry a water vessel on his back to continually drink away the terrifying thirst. He pushed the saints of God into the briny flood, but God put a thirst into that man's body and that thirst he carried with him to the grave.


The Provost of this town, a man by the name of Cultrane, gloried in this act of villainy. Some 15 years afterwards the daughter of Margaret McLachlan had a terrible dream. She saw her mother at the end of the bed. Her mother said, "Go and tell the Provost that his time is over and God is calling him to the judgment bar". She went and revealed to the Provost the message of her mother in the dream, and the next day the Provost suddenly died in Newtownstewart, where he was attending on his duties at one of the Courts of Justice there. Summoned from man's court to the court of the inflexible justice of Almighty God. The mills of God grind slow but they grind exceeding small.

"They speak of it oft in Scotland's homes,
'Tis told in far off lands,
How in the bloom of youth she died
Upon the Solway sands.

And souls are thrilled,
And hearts beat high
To hear the story told
How nobly she maintained her faith
In days that now are old.

And how she kept her trust in God,
And how she scorned the foe;
And how she lived and how she died,
Three hundred years ago."


At this very site when the martyr graves were first erected a great Scottish preacher, by the name of Andrew Symington of Glasgow, preached from Revelation chapter 6, verses 9 to 11, on the 24th September, 1948. I would make his words my words to you today:

"Let not our object be mistaken. it is not by any means to canonise these sufferers or to imitate the conduct of the Church of Rome by cherishing a superstition and undue veneration for departed saints. Our [9] object is to draw attention to the principle rather than the person of the martyrs, and this we propose to do by commemorating their noble deeds and their sufferings. We would like to tell the simple tale of their martyrdom and to renew those touching memorials which are failing into a state of decay and obliteration by the lapse of time. The principle upon which we act we regard as distinctly recognised in the approved example of the saints, the statements of Holy Writ and the procedure of God Himself. We have read of the pillar of Rachel's grave reared by the patriarchal hands in the way to Ephrath which is Bethlehem. We cannot forget the declarations of God's Word that the righteous shall be in everlasting remembrance, and that the memory of the just is blessed. Note that one of the marks of the divine displeasure against the wicked consists in cutting off their memory from the earth and making all their memory to perish. Nor can we suffer ourselves to overlook the circumstances that the great chapter of the epistle to the Hebrews puts up. It is a noble monumental pile, Hebrews chapter 11 raised by the spirit in commemoration of elders who received good report and whose names lest they should pass into oblivion are legibly inscribed on its surface."

We are not here today to praise Margaret McLachlan and Margaret Wilson, but we are hereto praise the God that made them what they were, and the grace of God that triumphed in their lives and made them faithful unto death so that they might receive a crown of life.


This past week the Pope of Rome invaded this kingdom of Scotland. Beneath John Knox's monument the Moderator of the General Assembly welcomed the Roman Antichrist to this realm. By doing so he perjured his oath of obligation and our Protestant Reformation principles. I am glad in Belfast, on Monday night, I met him eyeball to eyeball at the General Assembly, and was able to hold an indictment of Dr. McIntyre up to his face, and I am glad that we were able to take our stand like the Covenanters of old.

Brethren, we are treading where the saints have trod! There are still people in this kingdom who have the same courage, the same heroism and, bless God, the same Gospel as the Covenanters had. We shall never surrender our faith or sell ourselves out to a system of priestcraft, superstition and Popery. So we are here to dedicate ourselves to the battle of liberty. Remember what Richard Cameron did in Sanquhar, the very act that made him an outlaw. A few years afterwards the whole nation did the same and they chased James the second, the Papist king, from the throne, and welcomed William Prince of Orange to be the king of our kingdom.


We may be a tiny minority today. We care not! God does not work with majorities. God works with minorities, and Margaret Wilson and [10] Margaret McLachlan were a tiny minority. Only two of them, but by their stand, thank God, they kindled in Scotland and in this United Kingdom a candle that no Pope of Rome will ever put out. So today we dedicate ourselves to the cause of our Biblical Protestant heritage, and we remember the last words. of our departed sister were words of song. She sang the twenty-fifth Psalm. These very words:

"They tender mercies, Lord;
I pray Thee to remember,
And loving kindnesses;
for they have been of old forever.

My sins and faults of youth
do Thou, O Lord, forget:
After Thy mercy think on me,
and for Thy goodness great.

God good and upright is:
the way He'll sinners show.
The meek in judgment He will guide,
and make His path to know.

The whole paths of the Lord
are truth and mercy sure,
To those that do His cov'nant keep,
And testimonies pure."

I trust that every one that hears my voice will have a simple living faith in the Living Christ, and we will dedicate our lives whatever may be left of them - whether a few days, a few months or a few years, or many days, or many months or many years - to the same cause for which our martyred sisters gave their lives in this very place three hundred years ago. 


Let us bow our heads in an act of simple dedication.

Oh, God our Father, our hearts are stirred. We be upon holy ground for holy women here gave their lives for Thy Holy Gospel. We bless Thee for the courage and the grace, and the determination of these two women. One old in body and tired, one young and beautiful and fair, but the old joined the young, and the young joined the old in the bonds of blessed dedication to the Saviour of the world.

0, God, the same terrorism, the same tyrannies, the same superstition, the same episcopacy, the same prelacy, the same Popery are rife in our land today. Give us the spirit of the Covenanters! Take from us the cowardice that is so common to our preachers and our Churches today! Make us strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Give us a baptism of the Holy Ghost, and as we stand in this graveyard, as we stand at the stake, as we stand at the monument, as we look into the thieves' [11] hole, the jail, we pray that we will determine, come what may, that we will never bow the knee to the Papal Baal, and that we will never surrender our hard won freedom. Rather we will stand true to Jesus Christ no matter what the cost may be.

They called them rebels. They called them outlaws. They called them haters of truth, revilers of the Church, but, O God, they were Thy true Christian soldiers, warriors of Christ, soldiers of the Cross, and through much tribulation they entered into the Kingdom of God.

Beside Thy Throne today in white robes the glorified spirits of Margaret McLachlan and Margaret Wilson wait the sound of the trumpet when their bodies, Hallelujah, shall rise again, and their bodies made immortal and incorruptible shall be married to their glorified spirits, and they shall walk with Thee in white for they are worthy. 'These are they that came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes and made them white in the Blood of the Lamb'.

O, God, may we wash our robes! May we endure the great tribulation, and may we be faithful unto death, and Thou shalt give us a crown of life. The mockery, the jeers and sneers of men, the attacks of the apostasy, the persecution of resurgent Romanism, what is it? It is nothing to what the martyrs endured.

O, God, may we endure it joyfully, choosing the reproaches of Christ greater riches than the treasures of Egypt, having respect unto the recompense of the reward. Now Lord bless us as we go to these graves, as we stand at the stake, as we look into this dark jail, as we go up to the monument on the hill. We pray that today every brother and sister here will get a blessing and carry that blessing back to their home and their Churches on the Sabbath of tomorrow. O God, may the bright shining torch of truth shine brighter in our hearts because we have visited this place where God's saints rejoiced and triumphed in the day of adversity and darkness. So we commend us to Thee; to the Words of Thy grace; to Thy covering love and keeping power, and we pray that each and all of us may meet around the rainbow circled Throne saved by the grace, of God alone, washed in the Blood of Christ alone, and receiving Eternal Life by our Saviour alone, for His Great Name's Sake!




Councillor Rev. Ivan Foster was vindicated in his court case. The magistrate, Mr. Porter, a Roman Catholic, paid tribute to this honour and honesty. He was conditionally discharged, God truly answered prayer. In a statement to the press Mr. Foster said:-

"The question that must be asked of this prosecution is not so much why it was brought but why were so many parades ending in violence and destruction not followed by prosecutions?

"The Chief Constable, in his report for 1981, tell of 1,205 H-block protests. He says that the 'attendant upsurge in civil disorder and terrorist activity, including attacks on the police, resulted in 67 deaths'.

"The protest we took part in, on 16th November 1981, was perfectly peaceful, yet we were prosecuted. Why have the organisers of these 1,205 parades, none of which I am sure complied with the law, not been prosecuted?

"I am also deeply disappointed that two prominent Fermanagh councillors, who attended that protest, refused to testify in court to the peaceful nature of our protest. Although both belonged to the same political party as the late Rev. Robert Bradford, they did not share his courage. These councillors, Messrs. Cecil Noble and Bertie Kerr, display all the tendencies of those leaders, whose weakness led to the destruction of our Stormont Parliament."

by Rev. Franco Maggiotto, Pastor of the Reformed Presbyterian Church, Milan

Anyone who has been in Italy immediately recognizes the clear cut distinction that exists between North and South. In these notes, we will refer primarily to the North of Italy, which is the brain and the billfold of the entire Peninsula. The first impression of a missionary upon arriving in Italy is that he has been sent into a society which is ignorant from a biblical point of view, but cultured, sceptical and saturated with papistic ideas. The missionary must give an account of his faith to men who possess all the subtleties of modern culture and all the sophisms of philosophy. Italy is in the heart of Europe and it is precisely for its culture and the capability of its inhabitants that the papacy selected it as the base and center of the Roman Catholic World. The Italian culture is the fruit of thousands of years of attentive religious synergism that has found in the Church of Rome, and in the papacy, the "Maestro" that knew how to harmonize Greco-Roman culture/religiosity into a pseudo-Christianity that, even though it takes men away from the living God, succeeds in presenting to the world the most impressive religious machine in existence, so powerful and triumphant so as to appear to be the image of divine perfection. To say Italian culture is to say humanistic-papal culture. Therefore, it is necessary at this point to dwell briefly on Roman Catholic teaching.

From what we have said before, it is evident that papal teaching is based upon "principles of moral order that originate from human nature itself . . . and from immutable laws that are manifested identically in. all human beings endowed with reason" (declaration of the Holy Office approved by Paul VI). This is the strength and objective weakness of papalism and, consequently, of Italy, i.e., culture, intelligence and potentially negative wealth because it is based on the flesh and not on divine revelation. In succeeding to guess, beyond the obvious, the deepest needs of the flesh, Roman Catholicism presents itself to humanity as the system most responsive to its needs and therefore the only infallible source of truth and religious aggregation; a perfect picture of one who disguises himself as God.

This strength is also its greatest weakness. No nation is in chaos as Italy, because no nation has ever placed its total faith and has been deprived of its responsibility by a man (the Pope) as Italy has. Jesus Christ never referred to natural morality if not to modify or supersede it. To the traces of natural morality present in certain norms given to the ancients Jesus opposes his vigorous "But I say to you . . ." The subject of Christian ethics does not begin with nature but with Christ. This is the reason for our great culture and our even greater tragedy: this profound [22] and millennial Greco-Roman culture which, instead of being dismantled and redeemed by biblical revelation, as in the countries in which the Reformation has been heard, has been saved, strengthened and spread by the papacy. Highly cultured Italy is perhaps too religious in that its religiosity causes it to live in chaos and poverty because it is pagan, as its way of living and thinking is pagan. Even the few dissidents (a separate discussion must be made for the Waldensians and their glorious valleys) have never been able to break radically with Rome, finding themselves immersed in an overpowering cultural environment which obstructs them from seeing in revelation the objective source of life for everyone and from which alone can come the knowledge of that which is good. Also, the few evangelicals, with little exception, argue on the basis of natural law which, contrary to the biblical argument, is only exhortative and serves not to lay the basis for a new discussion but rather to support the "status quo". God, in this way, from the Lord of man and creation becomes the servant of man and creation.

In this context, the ends to be achieved and the means to employ ought to be clear. The work must be done in depth. All those who, for a pagan desire for success, would dare to send and finance in Italy unprepared Missionaries who superimpose "new religiosity" on the already overabundant religiosity that exists, rather than sound doctrine, are to be considered our greatest enemies. They, in fact, render our efforts useless, and appropriate the means donated by believers for the Kingdom of God, His glory and the salvation of Italians and add to the existing chaos and confusion.

It is necessary therefore, to create a center where he who desires to truly become all things to everyone in order to express to everyone under every possible form, the wonderful light of the gospel, may find help and the discipline necessary to understand the situation in Italy and thus recognize the work of the Holy Spirit which is a drowsy Christian faith in a people immersed in much superstition and unenlightened piety so that the Italians can accept with frankness and joy the new evangelical preaching. This work must not seek only proselytism, that is, the refugees, exiles and the expelled from official Catholicism, or the superstitious, the politicized, or those who find their way to the faith from the world of indifference and scepticism. This way alone, although right and legitimate, does not bring us very far. We have to be instruments of the Word and the Spirit not only in Protestantism but also within the closed walls of Roman Catholicism.

The Spirit of God is working today in all peoples belonging to various Churches. There is, however, an enormous difference in the manner in which the Spirit is working in the various branches. In papistic Catholicism, there are consciences in which the Spirit is working. But the system oppresses these consciences, contrasts violently with the manifestations of these consciences and reduces them to the extreme minimum of activity. It is fitting, therefore, to follow the path that the Holy [23] Spirit has traced and to give spiritual assistance to the movement of revolt, that is beginning to take shape within the Church of Rome; to help, that is, the reawakening at the heart of that vast organism of the latent but not destroyed forces of the spiritual freedom to obey God alone as He has revealed Himself in Jesus Christ so that by such action a wedge may be placed between papism and God, that is, we might say, between an organism and its disease, its cancer. This work, however, must be accomplished without compromise since all Christians must bear in mind and be certain of the fact that notwithstanding the cleverness of Satan and his vicar on earth, ecumenism, "program of reunion", for the Pope of today as for the Pope of yesterday and the Pope of tomorrow means only the suppression, pure and simple, of Protestantism by means of a return to the state of affairs prior to the sixteenth century, that is, the annulment of the religious and cultural conquests of the last four centuries of history.

Our two communities, Milan and Finale, are engaged in the agony of this work in the following way: to welcome Catholic priests seeking the truth, to start them in Bible studies and to help them in their struggles; the publication of the magazine "Fede Viva" the translation and publication of good reformed literature (six books already published); participation in radio and T.V. broadcasts at the national and regional level; the foundation of new communities and the assistance of those already constituted.

Many of these activities, which have brought about real change in the environment while bringing a wide strata of public opinion to reflect on the greater obedience due to Christ, His word and the Spirit, had to be interrupted for lack of financial resources. I, myself, have had to dedicate time to a secular job to support my family and, if things do not change, I may have to return to such a job. One thing is certain and that is that this is the reality and that the way traced by the Holy Spirit is the way to follow and that the enemies to combat are those described above. It is up to us to obey the Lord of Glory so that He may send His own into the vineyard.

Italy has numerous politicians, social benefactors, thinkers and revolutionaries. There is no need to seek them among the Protestants. If Italians want something from us, it is certainly that which cannot be found among the Catholics and the anti-clericals, among the religious humanists and the Marxists. If we believers have what is being requested from us, we will also know how to express it and transmit it; and if we do not have it, we have become useless and insignificant. The few anti-clericals or the few hundred religious humanists and Marxists that demonstrate in the squares of Italy today have absolutely no weight whatsoever and no one is even aware of them. Believers are few and can accomplish something meaningful only if they remain faithful to their particular mandate. Do they have something better than the Catholics to offer the people in the explanation of the Scriptures and in the preaching of the Word? Is their preaching biblical and theocentric and illuminates [24] social and political thought, or is it in itself a social or political discourse or, even worse, only incipiently religious? In this point is decided the legitimacy and the sense of our faithfulness to God for the salvation of the people to which He alone has invited us.

Delivered at the funeral service In San Francisco by Ian R. K. Paisley

"And devout men carried Stephen to his burial and made great lamentation over him" - Acts 8:2.

Great grief is never great at talking. It is best expressed by the silent surge of the tear, the outburst of the sob, the pressure of the hand, the unison of kindred spirits forced together in the sea of grief. For as the Bible expresses it so it is, "Deep calleth unto deep at the voice of thy waterspouts".

It is however imperative, if I be permitted to say so, that some representative from the old world should be here today to place at least one vocal tribute on the grave of Guy Archer Weniger amongst so many lovingly placed on behalf of the new world. As a Member of the British Parliament and of the European Parliament, and as National Chairman of the British Council of Protestant Christian Churches, it is my privilege and very great honour to do just that.

The fact that I am a Presbyterian and not a Baptist highlights the great characteristic of my departed brother's ministry - the embrace of all who hold faithfully to the Head even our Lord Jesus Christ. Dr. Weniger was not only God's gift to the Fundamentalist Baptist Churches but to the whole separated family of Fundamentalist Churches throughout the world. We all profited by his ministry and rejoiced in his outstanding leadership. Yes, he was indeed a Baptist to the backbone but a Fundamentalist to the heart, and that great heart embraced us all.

Upon thinking of our brother's death and of this inimitable service one text of re flashed across my mind and branded itself indelibly on my heart - Acts 8:2. Note the three things on the surface of the text:-

1. The Insignia of the Mourners - "devout men".

2. The Interment of the Martyr - "carried Stephen to his burial".

3. The Intensity of the Mourning - "and made great lamentation over him".


All the mourners at Stephen's burial wore a badge. They were marked men. Men apart; separated; segregated. Note well the insignia, "devout men". [25]

Not the wise men after the flesh, for the world by wisdom knows not God nor God's Christ nor God's man.

Not the mighty men, for the world's mighties condescend not to shed a tear for a Christian martyr.

Not the noble men, for the world's nobility rates itself too highly even to consider the death of a saint.

But the devout men. That's the insignia of this congregation. We are here because of a living experience of the living Christ. All things are ours, whether the world or life or death, or things present or things to come, all things are ours and we are Christ's and Christ is God's.

The New Birth brought us into God's family and we are here because of that blessed experience and consequent relationship.


Devout men carried Stephen to his burial. I draw a parallel between Stephen and our departed brother. Stephen was a martyr. Dr. Weniger was of the martyr's faith and possessed the martyr's spirit.

Stephen stood in the great apostolic succession, so did our brother. His death severs one of the few remaining links with the first generation of Fundamentalists. He was a spiritual son of the great leader Dr. W. B. Riley.

Stephen was dedicated to the defence of the Word of God, its verbal inspiration, its absolute authority and its final revelation. So was our brother.

Stephen had an intimate knowledge of the history of God's people. So had our brother.

Stephen excelled himself in disputing with and silencing the enemies of Christ. So did our brother.

Stephen stirred up the fury of the apostates. So did our brother. He proved with the "Blue Print" that the pen is mightier than the sword.

Stephen had a vision of the exalted Christ. So had our brother.

Stephen fell asleep. So did our brother.

Stephen is with his Lord. So is our brother. With loving hands we are come to carry his body to the burial.


It is not unchristian or ungodly to lament. We sorrow not as others who have no hope, but we do sorrow. Today is a day for great lamentation for death is an enemy, and as we look on our brother's remains we can say an enemy has done this".

The loving husband is gone and his partner knows that death is an enemy, hence her lamentation.

The affectionate father is gone and his children know that death is an enemy, hence their lamentation. [26]

The tender grandfather is gone and his grandchildren know that death is an enemy, hence their lamentation.

The beloved brother is gone and his brothers and sister know that death is an enemy, hence their lamentation.

The faithful pastor is gone and the Church knows that death is an enemy, hence the lamentation of its members.

The wise President is gone and the Seminary knows that death is an enemy, hence the lamentation of both staff and students.

The fundamentalist scholar and leader is gone and the whole fundamentalist family knows that death is an enemy, hence our lamentation here today.

We join with a loving wife, affectionate children and grandchildren, beloved brothers and sister, bereaved Church, mourning Seminary and with the whole fundamentalist family to lament our brother's passing.

No longer shall his "Blu Print" come to our desk to alert us to fresh attacks on, the citadel of Zion and to new enemies of our Saviour and Lord. No longer shall we have his guidance to new publications and movements and their varying stands.

We cry with David, "The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places, how are the mighty fallen. Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph. How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle. How are the mighty fallen and the weapons of war perished."

We are the poorer of his passing. Yet, amidst our tears, there is the hope of a bright shining after rain.

Let us stand still and hearken to the trumpet of the great resurrection passage: I Corinthians, chapter 15. "The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death".

Death Firstly Defined - it is an enemy.

Death Further Described - it is the last enemy.

Death Finally Destroyed - it shall be destroyed.

As we look on our brother's body we say in confidence, "This body shall rise again". Yes, and he being dead yet speaketh, and if he speaketh then he be not dead.

While Israel lamented, the Lord said to Joshua, "Moses my servant is dead . . . go in and possess the land".

To us there comes a similar command and challenge, "Guy Archer Weniger my servant is dead . . . go in and possess the land".

May our response be like Joshua's!



God forbid that a Papist monarch would ever again occupy the throne of this United Kingdom! These are not the words of bigotry but rather the words of soberness and truth.

The reign of the last Papist king to occupy the British throne, James II, demonstrated beyond doubt the fact that Rome's reign is always one of intolerance, tyranny and arbitrary power. Persecution is the genius of the whole antichrist system. Making war with the Lamb and His followers is the nature of the Beast of the Apocalypse.

Everyone has heard of Dr. Samuel Johnson, made immortal by his biographer Boswell, but few have heard of another Samuel Johnson whose unflinching stand for Protestant truth and whose writings defending the same, caused in his day a greater stirring than all the writings and sayings of the better known Johnson.

Samuel Johnson, the great Protestant protagonist, was born in the year 1649 and died in 1703, just six years before the birth of the other Samuel Johnson. Educated at St. Paul's school, London, and at Cambridge University he was ordained when twenty-one years of age and instituted Rector of Corringham, Essex. Suffering from ill health he appointed a curate to look after his parish and went to live in London.

On his arrival the metropolis was in the grips of a constitutional crisis. The Protestant Party in Parliament was seeking to keepthe Duke of York, a secret Papist at that time, from ascending the throne. Johnson preached with great force and fervour against a Papist monarchy. Lord William Russell, one of the leaders of the Protestant Party, made him his chaplain.

As chaplain he delivered, on Palm Sunday 1679 before the Lord Mayor of London and his Aldermen, a tremendous sermon against Popery, the seeds of which eventually brought about the mighty harvest of the Glorious Revolution.

In 1685 the Duke of York ascended the throne and Johnson's patron, Sir William Russell, was arrested on a charge of treason and subsequently beheaded.

Johnson had written and had printed a volume entitled Julian's Arts and Methods to Undermine and Extirpate Christianity. The book, though printed, had not been published and Johnson's friends prevailed on him not to circulate it or his life would be forfeited. Jame's spies could not find a copy but had Johnson charged for publishing another work entitled Julian the Apostate, a volume equally obnoxious to the Papists

That tyrant and bully of the bench, the Mr. Badman of Bunyan's tract, Judge Jeffreys, tried the case. He had Johnson fined 500 marks and as he [28] could not pay he was immediately imprisoned. His friends however soon found the money and he was released. Nothing cowed, he immediately wrote the following patriotic appeal to the Protestants in the army and navy:

'An humble and hearty address to all English Protestants in this present Army.'


Next to the duty which we owe to God, which ought to be the principal care of men of your profession, considering that you carry your lives in your hands and often look death in the face, the thing that deserves your consideration is the service of your native country. Now, I would desire you to consider whether you comply with these two main points by engaging in your present service. Is it for the name of God and for His service that you have joined yourselves with Papists, men who will indeed fight for the mass-book, but will burn the Bible, men who use your swords in the endeavour to extirpate the Protestant religion because they cannot do it with their own? And will you be aiding and assisting to set up mass houses, to erect the Popish kingdom of darkness and desolation among us, and to train up our children in Popery? How can you do these things and yet call yourselves Protestants? And then what good are you doing your country by being under the command of French and Irish Papists, and by bringing the nation under a foreign yoke? . . . Will you exchange your birthright of English laws and liberties for martial or club law, and help to destroy others only to be yourselves at last destroyed? If I am not mistaken, you, as Englishmen, hate and scorn all these things. Therefore, be not unequally yoked with idolatrous and bloodthirsty Papists. Be valiant for the Truth, and show yourselves to be men. The same suggestions are likewise humbly offered to all English seamen, who since eighty-eight have been the nation's bulwark against Popery and slavery.'

As a result Johnson was again apprehended and sentenced. The sentence was typical of what one can expect from Roman tyrants. He was to be degraded from the ministry of the Church of England, ordered to stand in the pillory at the palace yard Westminster, next at Charing Cross and finally at the Royal Exchange and then to be lashed all the way from Newgate to the Tyburn.

He was unfrocked in the Chapter House of St. Paul's Cathedral. Part of the degradation was the taking away of a Bible from his hands. Johnson kissed the Book affectionately and burst into tears when it was plucked out of his grasp. He declared that though the Book itself be taken from him its benefits would be always his.

He was pelted and jeered at by an organised mass of Papists when he stood in the pillory at Westminster, Charing Cross and the Royal Exchange. The most cruel part of the sentence was the whipping from Newgate to the Tyburn. [29]

With bared back and shivering with cold in the winter morning Johnson took his punishment unflinchingly so that his Papist revilers were the more enraged. They were afraid to jeer, however, for the crowds which gathered were evidently in Johnson's favour. He received, in all, three hundred and seventeen lashes and he afterwards testified that the text, "He endured the cross despising the shame", Hebrews 12:2, brought such comfort and joy to his heart that he could have burst into song.

King James appointed a Roman Catholic to Johnson's living in Corringham, but the people of the parish closed him out. On the point of law that at his degradation his cassock was not stripped from off him, Johnson established that his unfrocking was not in order and that his living was therefore not vacant. He was not able, however, for a very long time to mount his pulpit because the lashings he had received completely shattered his health.

James, some two years later, fled the country and Mary, his daughter and William Prince of Orange her husband, became joint monarchs of the kingdom. The nation rejoiced once more in a Protestant throne for a Protestant people.

One of the acts of William and Mary's parliament was to declare illegal the sentence passed on Johnson and to reverse it. Moreover he received a grant of 1000 and a pension of 300 a year.

The Papists, running true to form, never forgave the bold preacher. On November 27,1692, five Romanists tried to murder him in his home. They struck him down with a club and wounded him in the head with a sword and only through the intervention of his brave wife he would have been killed. Though severely injured, Johnson recovered and continued to write in defence of Protestantism, until his early death at the age of 54. His many sufferings no doubt led to the shortening of his life.

Johnson's largely forgotten life reminds us of the Scripture narrative: Eccles. 9 : vs. 13 - 18. [30]


"A goodly young man, winsome and pleasant in his ways", was how the Minister described William Herron, the young Ballyward man who died in a tragic motorcycle accident, at the funeral service.

It was one of the largest funerals ever seen in the district. The very large concourse of mourners who followed the cortege from the home were joined, en route to Banbridge New Cemetery, by further large numbers at Moneyslane and Katesbridge.

The Rev. John Douglas conducted the services at the home and graveside; and Dr. Ian R. K. Paisley preached at both services. The Rev. Ivan Foster, Kilskeery, Co. Tyrone, led in prayer in the home. The Rev. Michael Patrick ministered to the family.

Among the many who called at the home to offer their sympathy were Ministers from all over the Province.

Westminster M.P.s Messrs. Peter Robinson and John McQuade, and Newry and Mourne District Council Chairman Mr. George Graham, were among a very large representation of D.U.P. and Official Unionist councillors from all over the Province who attended the funeral.

The following tribute by William's Minister, the Rev. Michael Patrick, was read in Moneyslane Free Presbyterian Church and again at the service in the home.

"As we meet together in God's house this Lord's day morning the dark shadow of death lies terribly upon us. It has pleased God, Who orders all things for His children in tender loving kindness and infinite wisdom, to take from our midst a young man, greatly beloved: a young man full of the vigour of youth and the vitality of life - a goodly young man, winsome and pleasant in his ways. Today his place is empty and our hearts are sore and our spirits heavy."


"Yet while we deeply mourn his passing from us, we sorrow not as those who have no hope. We bless God today that William knew the Lord. There was a happy day when Jesus washed his sins away - he was a redeemed soul, redeemed by precious blood. We know assuredly this day that it is absent from the body and present with the Lord, which is far better."

"What joy filled our soul as we heard those in the home tell with many tears how, through William, they were brought to Christ. His service on earth is over, yet he being dead yet speaketh. To those yet without Christ [31] we say, weep not for William, for it is well with the lad - weep for yourselves."

"Oh to be without a Saviour
With no hope nor refuge nigh,
Can it be O blessed Saviour
One without Thee dares to die."

"May God answer today the fervent praying of a broken-hearted mother, heard by this preacher in the early hours of this Lord's Day morning, that precious souls will be brought to the Saviour."


"We, as saints today, are not saying 'goodbye', but 'goodnight', for we shall meet William in the morning when the eternal day breaks and all the shadows flee away."

"May we learn the lesson afresh today that 'we have only one life, 'twill soon be past, and only what's done for Jesus will last'."

"We lovingly commend the whole family circle, but especially David and Madge, John, Alison, Margaret and Caroline, to the God of all grace, Who even this day can give them divine strength to say, 'The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away-blessed be the name of the Lord'."

"We assure them of our prayers, that in the coming days they may prove the sustaining grace of God and experience the peace of God, which passeth all understanding and is able to keep both heart and mind through Christ Jesus."