Martyrdom of William Hunter
William Hunter had been trained to the doctrines of the Reformation from his earliest youth,
being descended from religious parents, who carefully instructed him in the principles
of true religion.
Hunter, then nineteen years of age, refusing to receive the communion at Mass, was
threatened to be brought before the bishop; to whom this valiant young martyr was
conducted by a constable.
Bonner caused William to be brought into a chamber, where he began to reason with him,
proimising him security and pardon if he would recant. Nay, he would have been content if
he would have gone only to receive and to confession, but William would not do so for all the world.
Upon this the bishop commanded his men to put William in the stocks in his gate house,
where he sat two days and nights, with a crust of brown bread and a cup of water only,
which he did not touch.
At the two days' end, the bishop came to him, and finding him steadfast in the faith, sent him to
the convict prison, and commanded the keeper to lay irons upon him as many as he could bear.
He continued in prison three quarters of a year, during which time he had been before the
bishop five times, besides the time when he was condemned in the consistory in St. Paul's,
February 9, at which time his brother, Robert Hunter, was present.
Then the bishop, calling William, asked him if he would recant, and finding he was unchangeable, pronounced sentence upon him, that he should go from that place to Newgate for a time, and thence to Brentwood, there to be burned.
About a month afterward, William was sent down to Brentwood, where he was to be executed. On coming to the stake, he knelt down and read the Fifty-first Psalm, until he came to these words, "The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise." Steadfast in refusing the queen's pardon, if he would become an apostate, at length one Richard Ponde, a bailiff, came, and made
the chain fast about him.
William now cast his psalter into his brother's hand, who said, "William, think on the holy passion of Christ, and be not afraid of death." "Behold," answered William, "I am not afraid." Then he lifted up his hands to heaven, and said, "Lord, Lord, Lord, receive my spirit;" and casting down he head again into the smothering smoke, he yielded up his life for the truth, sealing it with his blood to the praise of God.