Tuesday, January 27, 2009

BLESSED ASSURANCE JESUS IS MINE

BLESSED ASSURANCE JESUS IS MINE – EMHB 422

Author: Frances Jane Van Alstyne (1820-1915)

Tune: Phobe P. Knapp (1839-1880)

Scripture Reference: “Let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water” – Hebrews 10:22

Introduction:

Frances Jane Van Alstyne (or Mrs. Fanny Crosby) was born in 1820. She lived in the Manhattan Slums and worked in rescue missions. One day in 1873 while Fanny was staying with her friend Phobe Knapp in her palatial residence in Brooklyn, her friend sat at the Piano and played a new composition of her own while the blind Hymnist Fanny listened.

Fanny immediately clapped her hands and exclaimed “Why, that says, Blessed Assurance!” she quickly composed the words and a great Hymn was born.

Many years later, D. L. Moody was preaching in New York and the Church was filled to the brim. On this occasion Fanny Cosby attended the service and could not find a seat, while Moody’s son offered to find her a seat but to her bewilderment, she was led on to the platform just as the crowd was singing “Blessed Assurance”.

Moody Snr., jumped to his feet, raised his hand and interrupted the singing. “Praise the Lord!” He shouted “Here comes the Authoress!”

Fanny took her seat amidst a thunderous ovation, humbly thanking God for making her a blessing to so many.

One of Fanny’s friends (A Pew Pal) because they never met. Francis Ridely Harvegal who was one of the most famous Hymnist in England wrote these words about her friend “Sweet blind singer over the sea, tuneful and jubilant! How can it be, that the songs of gladness which float so far as if they fell from the evening star, are the notes of one who may never see visible music of flower and tree. Oh her heart can see, her heart can see and its sight is strong and swift and free”.

EMHB 422

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine:
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God;
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Saviour all the day long.

Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture burst on my sight;
Angels descending, bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Saviour am happy and blest;
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.
Adesegun Akitoye









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