Martha Mills Newton

Short Name: Martha Mills Newton
Full Name: Newton, Martha Mills, 1861-1947
Birth Year: 1861
Death Year: 1947

Born: March 2, 1861, Oxford, North Carolina.
Died: April 11, 1947, South Fork, North Carolina.
Buried: Rich Fork Baptist Church, Thomasville, North Carolina.

Daughter of John Haymes Mills and Elizabeth Ann Arlington Williams Mills, Martha married Jefferson Davis Newton in 1889. She was a poet and an accomplished pianoforte player, and wrote over 50 hymns. She once heard one of her hymns sung by a 3,000 voice choir (likely on the radio) before she even knew it had been published. She never received more than $5 for a hymn, and payment was more often only $2. She taught music in the Rich Fork Community (Pilot area) of North Carolina, and lived for 30 years in Thomasville on land where the New Community General Hospital was eventually built. She and her husband were in Davidson County, North Carolina, in 1900, 1910, 1920 & 1930.

--Lexington Dispatch, volume 95, number 31, June 9, 1976, p. 13

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Texts by Martha Mills Newton (17)sort descendingAsAuthority LanguagesInstances
Agcararag dica bay-anMartha Mills Newton (Author)Tagalog2
As the path of life we treadMartha Mills Newton (Author)English2
Christmas time has come at last, all our cares aside we castMartha Mills Newton (Author)English3
Does the way look dark before thee?Mrs. Martha Mills Newton (Author)English2
Dying, dying, dying, Filling a Christless graveMartha Mills Newton (Author)2
He who clothes the lily fairMartha Mills Newton (Author)English3
In this busy world of oursMrs. M. M. Newton (Author)English2
Innocent child 'mid the flowers at playMartha Mills Newton (Author)2
Ist der Weg so trĂ¼b und dunkel?Mrs. Martha Mills Newton (Author)German1
Not long, not long these painful separationsMartha Mills Newton (Author)English2
Ring on, sweet bells of Christmas timeMartha Mills Newton (Author)3
Take time to pray in the morningMartha Mills Newton (Author)English2
The Shepherd's heart is saddenedMartha Mills Newton (Author)English10
Watch your words, like the flowers, some are fair pure and sweetMrs. M. M. N. (Author)English2
What light is this whose constant rayMartha Mills Newton (Author)English12
When the sky is black with storm cloudsMartha Mills Newton (Author)3
Who will be a soldier?Mrs. M. Mills Newton (Author)English2
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