History
The diocese traces its roots in an unbroken line to the Diocese of Lindine (or Lindsey) founded in 678. The see of Lindsey was united with the bishopric of Dorchester in the early 11th century. The diocese was then the largest in England, extending from the River Thames to the Humber Estuary. In 1072, Bishop Remigius de Fécamp under William the Conqueror moved the see to Lincoln, although the Bishops of Lincoln retained significant landholdings within Oxfordshire. Because of this historic link, for a long time Banbury remained a peculiar of the Bishop of Lincoln.
The dioceses of Oxford and Peterborough were created in 1541 out of parts of the diocese, which left the diocese with two disconnected fragments, north and south. In 1837 the southern part was transferred to other dioceses: Bedfordshire and Huntingdonshire to the Diocese of Ely, Hertfordshire to the Diocese of Rochester and Buckinghamshire to the Diocese of Oxford. Also in 1837 the county of Leicestershire was transferred from Lincoln to Peterborough (and became the independent Diocese of Leicester in 1927). The Archdeaconry of Nottingham was transferred to the Lincoln diocese at the same time.
In 1884 The Archdeaconry of Nottingham was detached to form a part of the new Diocese of Southwell.
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