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.
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. - Fanny Crosby
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.
- Fanny Crosby
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 sigh… - Fanny Crosby
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 sigh…
Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. - Fanny Crosby
Chords that were broken will vibrate once more.
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. - Fanny Crosby
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.
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 … - Fanny Crosby
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 …
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. - Fanny Crosby
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.
Because when I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Savior. - Fanny Crosby
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. - Fanny Crosby
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. - Fanny Crosby
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.
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