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Happy Birthday, Fanny Crosby 3-24-1820--2-12-1915

Image from Wikipedia It would have been easy for her to do nothing. At six weeks old, she caught a cold that led to inflammation in her eyes.  A doctor prescribed mustard plasters for treatment.  The treatment permanently blinded her. When she was eight years old, she wrote: Oh what a happy soul I am, Although I cannot 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 cannot, and I won't." She later remarked: It seemed intended by the blessed providence of God that I should be blind all my life, and I thank him for the dispensation. If perfect earthly sight were offered me tomorrow I would not accept it. I might not have sung hymns to the praise of God if I had been distracted by the beautiful and interesting things about me. She also once said, "when I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Savior!" ...

Sunday Scripture: Thankful

Let the word of Christ dwell in you  richly, teaching and admonishing one  another in all wisdom, singing psalms  and hymns and spiritual songs, with  thankfulness in your hearts to God.   ~Colossians 3:16

Revive Us Again

Last Friday , I wrote about my daddy singing the old hymns with us.   Revive us Again was one of his favorites, and it is still one of mine, although I don't hear it sung much today. Revive us Again was written by William Paton Mackay (1839-1885) in 1863 in Scotland.  I don't know the events that were happening that inspired Brother Mackay to see the need for revival, but I know our country needs a great revival, a great awakening, a great healing , today. We praise Thee, O God! For the Son of Thy love, For Jesus Who died, And is now gone above. Refrain Hallelujah! Thine the glory. Hallelujah! Amen. Hallelujah! Thine the glory. Revive us again. We praise Thee, O God! For Thy Spirit of light, Who hath shown us our Savior, And scattered our night. Refrain All glory and praise To the Lamb that was slain, Who hath borne all our sins, And hath cleansed every stain. Refrain All glory and praise T...