Fanny Crosby Quotations

Can ye fathom the ocean, dark and deep, where the mighty waves and the grandeur sweep?

The angel of mercy, the child of love, together had flown to the realms above.

Chords that were broken will vibrate once more.

Oh, what a happy child I am, although I cannot see! I am resolved that in this world, contented I will be!

When I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Savior.

Redeemed how I love to proclaim it. Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. Redeemed thru His infinite mercy His child and forever I am.

Angels descending bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

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

We are traveling on with our staff in hand... We are pilgrims bound for the heavenly land.

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.

Oh what a happy soul am I although I cannot see, I am resolved that in this world contented I shall 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.

Sometimes I need to reject the music proposed for my songs because the musicians misunderstand that the Fanny Crosby who once wrote for the people in the saloons has merely changed the lyrics. Oh my no. The church must never sing it's songs to the melodies of the world.

Take the wold, but give me Jesus; In His cross my trust shall be, Till, with clearer, brighter vision Face to face my Lord I see.

It is not enough to have a song on your lips. You must also have a song in your heart.

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.

If I had a choice, I would still choose to remain blind...for when I die, the first face I will ever see will be the face of my blessed Saviour.

This is my story, this is my Song,/ Praising my Savior, all the day long.