▶️To adjust the playback speed of video: 1. Click on Settings 2. Click on Playback Speed 3. Click on Custom to adjust playback speed in smaller increments A Race Against Time - Henry Martyn Born in 1781 in Cornwall, England, Martyn had planned to study law, but while at Cambridge, Pastor Charles Simeon of Holy Trinity Church stirred Martyn's interest in the Far East with stories of William Carey's work in India. The shoe cobbler Carey had gone to India in 1792, and within ten years had established a strong gospel witness in the region of Bengal. Martyn was also deeply moved by reading the journals of David Brainerd, the Puritan missionary in North America who passionately labored among the Native Americans in the cause of Christ. As if Every Friend was Dead Sailing from England, Henry left family, friends, and Lydia, the woman who had captured his heart. He shed tears and thought of the roaring seas, which would soon be rolling between me and all that is dear to me on earth .... My feelings were those of a man who should suddenly be told, that every friend he had in the world was dead. It was only by prayer for them that I should be comforted; and this was indeed a refreshment to my soul, because by meeting them at the throne of grace, I seemed to be again in their society. Henry Martyn ministered as a chaplain in India from 1800 to 1810, first in Dinapore, then in Cawnpore. During that time he translated the New Testament and the Anglican Book of Common Prayer into Hindustani. At his own expense he established numerous schools for the native population. He became an able preacher to the natives, though often under threats of personal violence. Martyn also translated the New Testament and Psalms into Persian. Persian was spoken at the Moslem courts in India and was the language of judicial proceedings under the British government in Hindostan. Understood from Calcutta to Damascus, it seemed that a quarter of the globe could then understand the Persian language. Martyn's New Testament was the first translation into Persian since the fifth century. Working relentlessly in his mission, Martyn's health soon weakened. Suffering from the tuberculosis which had already killed his parents and sister, doctors recommended a sea voyage for his health. In January, 1811, he left India for Persia (modern Iran). Though refreshed by crossing the Indian Ocean, the overland journey to the Persian cultural center of Shiraz further sapped Martyn's strength as he traveled in intense heat, often over 120F. But once he reached the coolness of the mountains around Shiraz, some of his strength returned. Martyn stayed at Shiraz almost a year refining his Persian and his New Testament translation. He had frequent discussions with Moslem intellectuals, upholding the divinity of Christ and the truth of the Gospel message. The only Christian in this setting, Martyn's letters and diaries reveal his spiritual struggles and always the faith in God which was His strength: "I cast all my care upon Him who hath already done wonders for me, and am sure that, come what will, it shall be good, it shall be best. How sweet the privilege, that we may lie as little children before Him! I find that my wisdom is folly, and my care useless, so that I try to live on from day to day, happy in His love and care." Henry Martyn was deeply influenced by the diaries of David Brainerd (1718-1747), a missionary to the American Indians. And like Brainerd, Martyn would also die while still a young man (Brainerd at 29, Martyn at 31). Both lived intensely but accomplished much. Both left behind letters and diaries that were to enjoy an even wider influence than their own earthly ministry. In their writings, both men spoke candidly and passionately of the spiritual warfare they waged. Their influence continues to move missionaries and Christians today. Here are two excerpts from Martyn's diary: April 30 [1806] Shortly after arrival in India Walked by moonlight, reflecting on the Mission. My soul was at first sore tried by desponding thoughts; but God wonderfully assisted me to trust him for the wisdom of his dispensations. Truly, therefore, will I say again, 'Who art thou, O great mountain? before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain.' How easy for God to do it; and it shall be done in good time: and even if I never should see a native converted, God may design by my patience and continuance in the work to encourage future missionaries. But what surprises me is the change of views I have here from what I had in England. There my heart expanded with hope and joy at the prospect of the speedy conversion of the heathen! But here the sight of the apparent impossibility requires a strong faith to support the spirits. Oct. 6 [1812] Last written words No horses being to be had, I had an unexpected repose. I sat in the orchard, and thought, with sweet comfort and peace, of my God; in solitude my company, my friend and comforter.