Posted in poem, THANKSGIVING, uncategorized, worship, tagged praise, PRAISE TO GOD, the chicken, the cow, the pig, The sheep on November 25, 2011| Leave a Comment »
– eab,11/25/06
Posted in eabits, philosophy, uncategorized, tagged Heaven-ward, Increase the happiness, praise, Raise the level on June 18, 2009| 1 Comment »
– eab, 3/26/09
Posted in poem, time, tagged a hope, a memory, a nice Canadian city, a wish, encased in picture, Kingston, Ontario, praise, present is all we have, the future, the past, this moment, Use it wisely on January 19, 2009| Leave a Comment »
What is the past – a memory,
Encased in picture and word?
What is the future – a hope,
A wish it can afford?
The present is all we have,
This moment is all we live.
Use it wisely then, to praise,
Use it to love, and to give. –eab, 1/19/06
Written while pastoring in the western edge of Kingston, Ontario, a nice Canadian city.
Posted in converted to Christ, poem, today in history, uncategorized, worship, tagged 1850, age 30, bled, cloud, converted today, crucified, died, eternal salvation, Francis Jane Crosby, Jesus, light, Methodist revival, our sorrows, poem, praise, Redeemer, rock, sins, star in my life, suffered, the Lord, thousands of hymns, today in history on November 20, 2008| Leave a Comment »
“Praise Him! Praise Him!” (stanza 2)
Praise Him! Praise Him! Jesus, our blessèd Redeemer!
For our sins He suffered, and bled, and died.
He our Rock, our hope of eternal salvation,
Hail Him! hail Him! Jesus the Crucified.
Sound His praises! Jesus who bore our sorrows,
Love unbounded, wonderful, deep and strong.
Francis Jane Crosby wrote thousands of hymns in her later life. She is credited with 8000. She did not write her first one until she was 45 years of age. This means within 50 years she wrote 8000 hymns (an average of 160 a year or about three a week. What a writer!
Fanny was religious as a youth but was soundly converted to Jesus at a Methodist revival at age thirty. She said of this day, “The Lord planted a star in my life and no cloud has ever obscured the light.”
