Leonard Ravenhill – death, Nov. 27, 1994

Perhaps we should get near Patrick Henry’s language this way: “Is life’s span so dear and are home comforts so engrossing as to be purchased with my unfaithfulness and dry-eyed prayerlessness? At the final bar of God, shall the perishing millions accuse me of materialism coated with a few Scripture verses?

“Forbid it, Almighty God!  I know not what course others may take; but as for me, GIVE ME REVIVAL in my soul, in my church and in my nation—or GIVE ME DEATH.”

                          –  Leonard Ravenhill, Why Revival Tarries (Minneapolis: Bethany Fellowship Inc, 1959), 166.

Leonard Ravenhill died this date, 11/27/1994.  He was born June 18, 1907, at Leeds, Yorkshire, England.  He married Martha, an Irish nurse, in 1939 and twenty yeares later the Ravenhills moved to the United States eventually making their home in Texas.

He penned some books among which are Why Revival Tarries (1959), Meat for Men (1961).  Heard him preach twice and was introduced to him either by the late Steve D. Herron or by the late Paul W. Finch in the late 60’s.

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Thomas R Taylor – death, Mar. 7, 1835

“I’m But a Stranger Here”

 

I’m but a stranger here, Heav’n is my home;
Earth is a desert drear, Heav’n is my home.
Danger and sorrow stand round me on every hand;
Heav’n is my fatherland, Heav’n is my home.

 

Short is my pilgrimage, Heav’n is my home;
Time’s cold and wild wintry blast soon shall be over past;
I shall reach home at last, Heav’n is my home.

 

There at my Savior’s side Heav’n is my home;
I shall be glorified, Heav’n is my home.
There are the good and blest, those I loved most and best;
There, too, I soon shall rest, Heav’n is my home.

 

Therefore I murmur not, Heav’n is my home;
Whate’er my earthly lot, Heav’n is my home;
And I shall surely stand there at my Lord’s right hand.
Heav’n is my fatherland, Heav’n is my home.

 

Thomas Rawson Taylor died this date 3/7/1835, in Airedale, England.  He was born 5/9/1807, in Ossett, Yorkshire, England.

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John Fawcett – birth, Jan. 16, 1740

Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

Before our Father’s throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one
Our comforts and our cares.

We share each other’s woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way;
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

From sorrow, toil and pain,
And sin, we shall be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

John Fawcett was born this date (1/16/1740) in Lidget Green, Yorkshire, England.

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