In the beginning of the seventh century, Austin came to Britain, under a
commission from Gregory the Great, to make proselytes to popery. He
succeeded well with the Saxons, but not at all with the Welsh. This is
not strange. The Saxons were ignorant idolaters, and the transition was
easy from Paganism to popery. The Welsh were enlightened Christians, and
it was difficult to seduce them from their allegiance to Christ. They
consented, however, to hold a large meeting on the borders of
Herefordshire, and hear what Austin had to offer. His doctrine did not
suit them. They rejected alike the proposals of the monk and the
commands of his master. This awoke the fiend within him. He instigated
the Saxons to murder them. Twelve hundred ministers and delegates were
slaughtered, and afterward many of their brethren. Their leaders being
slain, the majority of the survivors reluctantly purchased peace at the
sacrifice of conscience, submitting to the creed and the usages of Rome.
Yet there were some who repudiated the doctrine of the pope’s supremacy,
and maintained for a season the simplicity of the gospel. But they lived
among the mountains, in seclusion from the world, like the inhabitants of
the vale of Piedmont. We hear little or nothing of them again till the
time of the Reformation.
While the Lord, through the labors of his servant Wickliffe, was
preparing his way in England, Wales also was remembered in mercy, and
visited with “the day-spring from on high.” Walter Brute was a native of
the principality. He had been at Oxford, where he had formed an intimate
acquaintance with Wickliffe. He entered fully into Wickliffe’s views
concerning the reformation of the church. His heart was moved with
compassion for his countrymen. Inspired with apostolic faith and zeal,
he left the university, and returned to his native land. He determined
to resist, even “unto blood,” the delusions and abominations of the
papacy. He soon distinguished himself as a courageous reformer. He
preached in the streets, in the markets, and from house to house. He
blew the trump of God throughout the principality. The temple of
Antichrist began to tremble, and its gilded and pampered occupants
manifested considerable uneasiness and alarm.
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