1738–1799

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Born: June 13 or 23, 1738, Ches­hunt, Hert­ford­shire, Eng­land.

Died: Ju­ly 17, 1799, Li­ver­pool, Lan­ca­shire, Eng­land.

Buried: Li­ver­pool, Lan­ca­shire, Eng­land.

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Biography

Samuel was the young­est son of Guy Med­ley, hus­band of Ma­ry Gill, father of paint­er Sam­uel Med­ley, and grand­fa­ther of sur­geon Sir Hen­ry Thomp­son, 1st Ba­ro­net.

After a false start as an ap­pren­tice, he joined the Brit­ish Roy­al Na­vy, be­com­ing a mid­ship­man in 1755. He was wound­ed in bat­tle off Port La­gos in 1759.

While he re­cu­per­at­ed, some­one read him a ser­mon by Is­aac Watts, lead­ing to his con­ver­sion. He left the na­vy and stu­died for the min­is­try un­der Dr. Gif­ford in Lon­don.

In 1767, he be­came pas­tor at the Bap­tist church in Wat­ford, Here­ford­shire. In 1772, he be­gan his min­is­try at By­ron Street in Li­ver­pool.

In 1793 Rev. Samuel Medley gave the fol­lowing an­swers to
print­ed quest­ions sent to him and oth­ers from Lon­don:

In what town is your church?
In one where sin makes ma­ny a fool,
Known by the name of Li­ver­pool.

Is it a church, cha­pel, or meet­ing?
Why, my good sir—’tis ve­ry true,
’Tis cha­pel, church, and meet­ing, too.

By what de­no­mi­na­tion is your church known?
By one that’s most des­pised of all,
Which folks in ge­ner­al, Bap­tists call.

What is your Chris­tian and sur­name, de­gree?
My Chris­tian name is called Saint
My sur­name ra­ther odd and quaint,
But to ex­plain the whole with ease,
Saint Sam­uel Med­ley, if you please;
And you from hence may plain­ly see,
That I have taken a de­gree.

Have you an as­sist­ant?
O yes! I’ve One of whom I boast
His name is call’d the Ho­ly Ghost.

What number of peo­ple at­tend?
A ma­ny come, my wor­thy friend;
I dare not say they all at­tend;
But though so ma­ny, great and small,
I ne­ver num­ber them at all,
For that was once poor Da­vid’s fall.

Is it en­cum­bered with debt?
Incumber’d with debt,
It is cer­tain­ly yet,
Though I at the present don’t state it;
But if ev­er from home,
I a beg­ging should come,
I’ll rea­di­ly to you re­late it.

Long, p. 284

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