My Savior First Of All

Many of us have heard about the blind, famous hymn writer, Fanny Crosby. She is probably one of the most famous in history. She wrote at least 8,000 hymns under 200 different pen names. Yet, she is the most awe inspiring woman I have ever heard of.

At the age of eight, Fanny wrote a little piece of poetry that would show  throughout her life.

Oh, what a happy child I am,
Although I can not see!
I am resolved that in this world
Contented I will be!
 
How many blessings I enjoy,
That other people don’t!
To weep and sigh because I’m blind,
I can not- no I won’t!

A well intentioned Scottish minister once mentioned to her, “I think it is a great pity that the Master, when he showed so many gifts upon you, that he did not give you sight.”

Fanny’s rebuke came quickly. “Do you know that if at birth I had been able to make one petition to my Creator, it would have been that I had been born blind.”

The shocked minister asked, “Why?”

She answered, “Because, when I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Savior.”

So it will not suprise you that she wrote a hymn called “My Savior First Of All.”

When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide,
When the bright and glorious morning I shall see;
I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,
And His smile will be the first to welcome me.

 

I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.

 

Oh, the soul thrilling rapture when I view His blessed face,
And the luster of His kindly beaming eye;
How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace,
That prepare for me a mansion in the sky.

 

I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.

 

Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come,
And our parting at the river I recall;
To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.

 

I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.

 

Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,
He will lead me where no tears will ever fall;
In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.

 

I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.
Published in: on July 28, 2009 at 6:38 pm  Leave a Comment  

Jesus, Lover of My Soul

Jesus, Lover of My Soul is a beautiful hymn which I just learned several weeks ago. Here are the lyrics.

Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high.
Hide me, O my Savior, hide, till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last.

Other refuge have I none, hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah! leave me not alone, still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed, all my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head with the shadow of Thy wing.

Wilt Thou not regard my call? Wilt Thou not accept my prayer?
Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall—Lo! on Thee I cast my care;
Reach me out Thy gracious hand! While I of Thy strength receive,
Hoping against hope I stand, dying, and behold, I live.

Thou, O Christ, art all I want, more than all in Thee I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy Name, I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found, grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound; make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art, freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart; rise to all eternity. Amen

The hymn was written by Charles Wesley and composed by Joseph Parry after Wesley death, being rejected by Charles’ brother, John, for being to sentimental. It is one of the most loved hymn that come from Charles Wesley.

There is only one person out there who loves our souls and wants to redeem us from our sins and his name is Jesus Christ. He is the ONLY begotten son of God and the only one out there who knows everything there is to know about me or you.  If a falling sparrow does not escape his eyes how much more so us. (Especially since we’re a lot larger then a sparrow.) 🙂

Published in: on July 18, 2009 at 1:39 pm  Leave a Comment  

A Hymn and It’s History

I LOVE singing. You can catch me singing in various places. At the computer, in the vehicle whenever we are going anywhere, and outside on the swing. I have memorized plenty of songs, more so then the bible.

For a couple of years we have been getting a internet program called A Hymn and It’s History. God bless the people who put it up. It was on that sight were I first heard the hymn “Almost Persuaded,” later aiding in my salvation. I really, really, really enjoy their sight and all the work and effort they put into giving the hymn plus the history of the person behind the hymn and how it came to be.

I can completely lose myself when I’m singing. There is no song greater then the old gospel hymns and I wish I knew more of them. Some show a lot of sorrow while others bring the glory of God strait into the very depths of the soul. If the right expression is put into one of these timeless peices they are never dull.

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;                                                                                                                                                                                  The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.                                                                                                                                                                   When other helpers fail and comforts flee,                                                                                                                                                                          Help of the helpless, Oh abide with me!

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound                                                                                                                                                                               That saved a wretch like me!                                                                                                                                                                                                       I was once lost, but now am found,                                                                                                                                                                                        Was blind, but now I see.

What amazing words and with such absolute depths! I love those old hymns!

 

Published in: on July 18, 2009 at 12:11 am  Comments (1)