History of the Hickory Ridge Church
Photo was
taken May 30,
1900
We aren't sure how the church got here, or who built it yet.  We are working on finding that information.  If you have any
information we can use, please
email me!  Until then, here's some photos from the past.  Est. 1835.
This photo
was taken on
Dedication
Day, 1903.  
The original
church had
burnt down,
and was
rebuilt with
this one, the
Sunday
before
Memorial Day.
This photo
was taken
sometime in
the early
1900's.
This is still the
same building
you see today,
without the
current
addition, that
was added in
the recent
years.
Photo taken in
2005, rear
view.
Up until 1998, "Hickory Ridge Church" was
known as "Hickory Ridge Fellowship Chapel".

Free Cursors
Hickory Ridge Fellowship Church
A tribute to it's 70th Anniversary, April 28, 1905
by W.H. Evans

Fellowship has met to honor
The great day when she was born,
When Christ's Spirit fell upon her
And He claimed her as His own;
Seventy years she's stood the battle
Against Satan and his hosts,
Seventy years she's held this castle
With her soldiers at their posts.

Very few of all who founded
Fellowship are here today,
But on Zion's walls are mounted
Sons and Daughters for the fray;
Volunteers for Christ our Saviour
Rally to their Captain's call,
Fellowship has never wavered
Seventy years on Zion's wall.

See the gospel banner flying
"Peace on earth, good will to men."
Satan and his hosts defying
Just as bravely now as then;
Fellowship is our foundation
Love and charity for all,
Heir's of Christ's great mediation
All who hear the Savior's call.

Those who've crossed o'er Jordan River
Fellowship in worlds above,
And are praising God the Giver
Of all pure and perfect love;
"Dust to dust," all that is mortal
Silently beside us lie,
Seventy years this yawning portal
Teaching us we too must die.

Labor on ye Christian people
Shout Christ's praises ever more,
Ring glad tidings from this steeple
Ring it for the golden shore;
Hallelujah, glory glory--
Fellowship's great natal day,
Seventy years we love the story
We've been marching on the way.

The composer of this poem, Doctor W.H. Evans died in 1914.  He was
the grandfather of Richard and Leora Campbell and Mrs. Nellie
Campbell-Martin.
Dr. Evans was well known in Huntington Township where the church is
located.  He was also a correspondent for the weekly Ripley Bee.
---Submitted By:  Mrs. Daisy Downing, Ripley, Ohio