William Tyndale was born in 1483. At Cambridge University he saw a copy of the Greek New Testament which Erasmus had just completed. To see a New Testament in those days was a rarity. He had intended to read this New Testament as a scholarly exercise, but the words soon overpowered him. A priest said to him contemptuously one day, "We had better be without God's laws than those of the Pope." Whereupon Tyndale threw him this hot coal, "I defy the Pope and all his laws; and if God spare me, I will one day make the plough-boys of England know more Scripture than the Pope."

After many narrow escapes from the vigilant priests, who knew the trouble that Wycliffe's handwritten New Testaments had caused, Tyndale succeeded in printing thousands of copies of the New Testament -- the first copies printed in English, at Worms, Germany. He hid them in bales of cloth and sacks of flour, and used every other secret means ingenuity could contrive to ship them into England. Some of them were intercepted. These were piled in a great heap and at St. Paul's cross in the midst of the city of London, they were set afire as a "burnt offering most pleasing to Almighty God."

Tyndale was finally trapped by the wily priests, and after two miserable years in prison was strangled and burned. His last prayer is classified in our files as bringing the mightiest answer to prayer ever recorded from the days of Paul to the present time. He cried out to God, "Lord, open the King of England's eyes." The Lord heard -- and did exactly that, causing James 1 of England to sponsor -- for no known reason, except that God answered Tyndale's prayer -- the magnificent and inestimably influential King James Translation of the Bible.


Darkness has fallen over her again. She needs to get back to the trustworthy King James Bible.

Thursday, February 7, 2002