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This is my story

this is my song praising

my lord your all day long

this is my story

this is my song

raising my lord all the day long

That's an insurrance Jesus is mine

oh what a poor taste of glory divine

there is salvation purchase of God

all of his spirit last in his sky

this is my story

this is my song

praising my savior all the day long

this is my story

this is my song,

praising my savior all the day long

Francis Chang Crosby known to millions as Fanny Crosby, the blind songwriter

had been a student at the New York Institute for the Blind,

subsequently returning as a member of the faculty

touch them gently, ever so gently Fanny,

from the inner cloisters of her own blindness,

she reached out to others with love and understanding.

Fanny Crosby refused to be encumbered by her handicap.

She would have told you blindness is no handicap.

Only an inconvenience.

There's that boom I found yesterday. Ah there you are.

Fannie, yes. I wonder what it looks like.

If there's so much beauty in the feeling, what would be the scene?

Do you often wonder,

do you wonder how things look?

Yes, I do. Often.

God sees the flowers doesn't he.

He sees every flower.

Oh, I love your market.

I like its feel.

My mother gave it to me.

It belonged to her grandmother.

I think it has her grandmother's picture in it.

I'm not sure.

I do wish that my eyes would open wide one morning.

And I could see for just one day.

And what would you choose first to look upon? If you could see.

Would it be the locket?

I would first wish to look at you ant Fanny.

To see how beautiful you are.

But what if you found me to be ugly?

Oh, that would not be I would find you more beautiful than when your hands touch me.

More beautiful than your voice when you speak.

You told us in classes one day

that people who see often see less than people with blindness.

If beauty be not within us,

per chance we should be hope not but uncleanliness without remember,

like in one of your poems. Shall I recite some of it?

Oh, yes, do

voice of the night wind speak to me gently

tell of the days that were cloudless and bright.

Bring it thou Kant's the fond hopes I have cherished

clothed them with beauty and deck them with light

it's time for bed

God

helped me not to misguide these dear ones.

Not only with eyes may want to see, sight is as nice but to behold the schemes of men

The sheen of gold that which is partisan with death,

whose measure spends mere mortal breath

can camouflage reality.

Who was she? Everyone that knew her

felt the gentle love of Rosalie the Prairie Flower,

in that peaceful dwelling was a lovely child,

with her blue eyes being nice soft and mouth

and the wavy ringlets of or flaxen hair,

floating in the summer air

Fair as a Lily Joyce and free

live out the Prairie Home was she.

Everyone knew her newer felt the gentle love of Rosalie, the Prairie Flower

bless your hearts dear ones. Bless your heart.

My new song will never be sung more beautifully.

They love Rosalie I'll never get them back to Beethoven. Yes,

the boys sing it to me every night for I didn't

hasta I might have known it would be your two behind all of this. Oh, it

was the children's idea

yes it was are we the first ones to do it.

Oh, come children to your rooms now.

Come on, boys. Let's go.

Do we get a story? Well, that depends on how quickly you can get to bed.

Good night. Yeah.

I love your new song hit Fanny.

Sometimes I pretend that I'm Rosalie

except Rosalie died.

I don't pretend that part.

friends and associates knew her for her wit and exuberance.

What most did not know. Was that deep in her heart,

Fanny Crosby struggled with a nagging sense of unfulfillment.

Why are you up so early? It's Saturday.

Now

I guess you slept all night? Not well.

Oh, you know me. I've got health to give away.

Only I could find peace for my heart.

Thank you for bringing the children last night it was beautiful.

But it got me thinking about my emptiness.

And Hazel Dell it's Nellie Steph.

And in honeysuckle, Glen it's it's lifeless death

and now in Rosalie the same thing.

You should write church songs. Oh, hester

my silly did he send a church? Sacrilege.

But sometimes I wonder one way or at worship

when the singing is so so mournful

piety increases as levity decreases?

So where's the hope for weaklings like me?

I must stop writing these popular songs.

Why do you know they're thinking Hazel Dell in every saloon across the country?

Now to be Rosalie

perhaps you have too much talent.

You think the ungrateful to Providence

for giving me talent but withholding whatever it is I lack in my soul.

I suppose I should feel privileged being the only one who experiences this side of you.

To everyone else. You are the lovely lady.

Born with a smile on her face, and a song in her heart.

One woman asked how we blind people get the food from the dish to our mouth.

That was when I was a student here

and I was invited to a Sunday dude that I wished I could have stayed away from.

Let's find our favorite place.

It's such a lovely day

There we go.

So I told her this woman.

I said half the blind school. They teach us to tie a string to the table leg

and the other end of the string to odd times.

And then until we get the hang of it, we move the fork up the string.

You know, when I was eight years old, I wrote a little poem.

I sometimes think it's the best poem I ever wrote.

Perhaps ever will please tell us Yes.

Oh, what a happy soul am I?

Although I cannot see, I am resolved but in this world contented I will be

how many blessings I enjoy but other people don't

to wait outside because I'm blind.

I cannot .

You wrote that when you were eight?

Yes, I did. How do you write a poem? Do you just send

And eh what authority or purpose have you in my office on Saturday morning, Mr. Cleveland,

the correspondence that you gave me late yesterday.

I thought I would complete it this morning rather than waiting till Monday.

Oh. I see

Would you kindly notify Miss Crosby that Saturday morning is for chores.

And for any homework that children have not completed?

She tends to forget such details

might not have more meaning if you told her sir,

if you spoke to miss Crosby

do as I say Mr. Cleveland, do as I say.

Have you written any more poems and Fanny? Oh, I

have a few verses running through my mind.

One is about my grandmother.

How I so often remember her in her rocking chair.

Will you say it for us. I need to polish it some but but it goes like this.

I'm thinking of a cottage in a quiet rural town.

And the water that ran beside it that I used to love so well.

There are forms that would be for me. There are times I yet recall

the voice of gentle grandma. I remember best of all,

in her loving arms. She held me

and beneath her patient care. I was just Crosby in her dear old rocking chair.

Miss Crosby. Yes. I'm sorry to interrupt, but

Mr. Cooper wanted me to tell you

that the children have chores and studies on Saturday mornings.

If that man's mind would draw the skinniest person in the world couldn't fit through it.

Very well then all you pumpkins?

Turtle dumbs? Perhaps we can spend some time together this afternoon.

Feeling better, Shawn? Yes, sir.

Miss Crosby. Yes.

I really think you should stand up to him

to Mr. Cooper. Bless your dear hear't.

How could I? I honor the man's office

statement if I must learn to be much more tolerant to the man.

The first time I shook hands with that man I knew he was false.

You are one of the few he respects

one of the few he fears might be

better. Fears me. I'm as harmless as a falling leaf.

You often mentioned how how difficult it is having such a famous person on the faculty.

How do i did Grover people don't remember the names of songwriters.

But I sense a greatness in you.

The name Grover Cleveland may one day be much more widely known than Fanny Crosby.

I hardly think that

still, you'll excuse me, I have some errands

and Fanny Elisa you are still here.

Are we going to take the walk because you said we might

resell their friend? Perhaps we can find someone new to help us do this concert

they must be from the blind school

I've written a poem you have please say to me?

I've never heard a bird speak as much as one small word.

But when the birds began to sing,

I think they speak of everything.

bless your dear heart. It's beautiful.

Say it for me again.

I've never heard a bird speak as much as one small word.

Excuse me blind lady.

I think the speak of everything. Excuse me It's lovely.

Blind Lady you excuse me

please. What Ever are you doing Anny

you are from the blind school.

Our hearts are full

of pity for you.

pity whatever for

for being blind.

I wish there was something I could do for you.

Oh there is what you show us the sunset.

It is time for sunset soon is it not

I have you noticed

what is the setting some look like to you?

Well, it's it's bright it's it's very bright.

My sakes you have never seen the sun.

And what does it say?

say inside you

in your mind and your heart

my mind I haven't

that is it does this sunset tell you anything about God

my grandmother told me sunset was like the sound of violins

like the Sky smiles

like prayer

once she said the sunset look like the palm of God's hand

wully my husband and I

we go to church when we can

that ain't you

some new lyrics

Oh, Mr. Root gave me your new tunes but

I'm afraid I'm about as creative as a broken quill

don't stop because of me.

I'm just waiting for Hester.

She went to a revival meeting.

Yes, I know. Good night Fanny.

Good night

was there something else sir?

I should like to do a directive to Ms. Crosby

if only she could read it you see

or your Pardon me sir. But

if you're not pleased with MS Crosby's work

as I've mentioned before, only to be helpful sir.

Wouldn't it be best to speak to her about it?

Yes yes Well, I I suppose so.

that man fears his own voice

though no one else does.

Bless you Mr. Cooper.

Good night, sir.

Yes, of course. Miss Crosby.

That limit hears you breathing.

I know it's who you are. Oh I Could not

Esther is that your footsteps

fanny? I had the most exciting experience tonight.

Yes, this revival meeting it's

it's Christianity with enthusiasm.

You must go with me tomorrow night fanny

Joshi, this day, whom you will serve.

A Word of God declares Amen.

Today. can you hear His voice.

harden not your hearts see you brother kill him,

behold, Now is the accepted time.

Behold, now is the day of salvation.

Hear me sing a friend.

You can break through to victory tonight.

If that's what you want, send a friend.

victory tonight.

Then come and kneel at this altar.

Let us sing number 278.

Charles Wesley's great hymn of invitation.

As brother Elias continues to call

me

for me Ray proved your victory

tonight my friend.

That's right.

That's right.

Go forward I go with you.

I did it last night.

Night

that's right young man. That's right.

Amen. Pray for them to victory tonight.

Shall we

here comes the blind lady that got saved last night.

And she's bringing another blind woman with her. Oh praise God.

Amen. Amen

through dear friend god will hear you

It is true. Just sing the hymn

You can pray true pray true.

no one coordinated scripture to me.

That woman just kept telling me to pray true

but the more I pray the lift true I got

Why can't Christians agree?

The older I get the more confused I become.

Presbyterians say it's for God to decide whether we make it to heaven.

Methodists tell us to pray true

Anglicans work for their salvation and Quakers sit and wait. Who's right

maybe we should ask the devil to arbitrate

fanny

Are you sure of your souls welfare after last night?

I know I'm not sure pray true or no pray true.

Okay it is beautiful.

How do you do it?

Flowers and Fanny Jane Crosby have a special affinity for each other.

You are going to hold the last note of that line. Remember,

not bite it off as if you were eating it.

I wonder if Mr. Rude isn't just a bit too demanding on the children

and you? He's much too unfair with you.

Your songs are becoming more and more popular.

And we take that for you.

Thank you.

And how much are the royalties Mr. Ruth shares?

He writes the music I only the lyrics

and how successful would Rosalie the Perry flower be without lyrics?

Music in the air or hazel down?

History has told me of her experience at the revival meeting

and how strongly she feels you should be writing church songs and compete with

John Newton and Isaac Watts.

What would I have to say?

Something more like like what the Wesley brothers wrote?

Like the kind of lyrics you're doing now.

What a religious thing.

There must always be a distinction between secular and religious music.

secular music speaks to the emotions.

The thoughts we hear in church must speak to the heart.

Your lyrics speak to the heart deeply.

Seeking for violence. Happy excuse

best to avoid me yet. There is no use.

I fancy her ,

something more pleasant than searching for flowers.

My allocution students love your evening bow.

You now I can hear the echo that floated among the dowels.

And I weep as then I wept for joy at the sound of the Evening Bells.

The same warm hush of feeling again in my bosoms wells.

And I wonder if still from the old church spire

hang out, It was Evening Bells

my father hated me for being blind.

Sometimes it made me cry and cry.

But whenever I heard the church bells, I'd listen.

And then I wouldn't cry anymore.

Was your mother kind to you?

She's the reason I got to come to the blind school

Mrs. Trusten says the leaves are beautiful this time of year.

Why did God let us be blind?

I don't know.

Does he loves seeing people more than he loves blind people.

I'm not sure I know God.

Oh Letha

Do you know what I think?

What do you think?

One of the best things about being blind is that

if I'm good enough to go to heaven,

the first person I'll ever see will be Jesus.

Oh Letha. How can I be good enough ant Fanny ?

What was I just say to that child?

I do believe in You, Lord Jesus, but

my faith is such a nothingness.

the blindness of my eyes this sight compared with a blindness of my heart.

Fanny, are you here? Yes.

Cholera fanny there's cholera in the city.

Do you?

Know

Darryl dear I I've just told the boys in my dormitory.

We then formed the girls to

I'm going to ask Mr. Cooper for further instructions.

Who is it? Aletha

come in.

The girls at the dormitory sent me to ask you.

If you thought any of us might die.

Fears is sickness in itself. Those suffering from cholera are many miles from here.

Pardon me? Yes, Miss chest. Could I speak to you? Of course.

You tell the girls that no one in all New York will be more carefully watched after

than our precious children. Goodnight.

Could you come to the office?

Mr. Cooper's in a frenzy? He doesn't know what to do.

He asked for me. When I suggested you might have helpful advice.

He practically pushed me out the door.

Whatever shall we do?

What might be your suggestion

are we not to send the children home?

I think we should keep the children in the building

Not allow anyone outside.

And above all, we must not panic.

But we should assemble the children don't you think? Try to explain?

That would be wise? Yes. But in the morning?

Oh, yes, of course in the morning. Now there's no need to be frightened.

No need to panic we will all stay indoors,

keep the doors and windows closed. And

we have ample food supply for considerable time.

And so there's no need to be frightened. No, not at all.

And of course it goes without saying

we shall all look to God for His protection and guidance.

Then as a matter of fact I'm I'm going to ask one of our staff

I'm going to ask Miss Crosby to lead us in prayer

I've never offered in public Mr. Cooper

oh god our help in ages past

our hope for years to come.

Our shelter from the stormy blast and

your eternal home

under the shadow of your throne,

your saints have dwelt secure,

sufficient is thine arm alone.

Crosby mixing it together

Are you will Breton

no Mr. Preston

was there a route of Mr. Cooper to ask Miss Crosby to pray like that?

I'm sure he didn't mean it. So

I have the Book of Common Prayer.

I sometimes use in the dormitory

I would be quite unable to pray something in my own words.

A policeman was just at the door

he came to inform us that there are many more cases of the cholera

the authorities are calling it an epidemic telling everyone to stay inside

oh, he was pleased with the precautions that we've already taken

but there is one family less than half a mile from the school

trying to occupy the children with songs and games different things like

good good anything to divert them from the problem

I'll see you at dinner thanks so much

Lisa, is that your footsteps?

Yes, dear fanny Come here

is something wrong?

Does it take seed to know you're a Christian?

Constantly

I'm always sure I'm a Christian.

Like at Bible storytime

when I'm afraid

I'm afraid aunt Fanny

I've just talked with the ladies in the kitchen

supplies are holding up better than we thought.

We need to encourage the cooks all we can Oh yes.

Yes

a cigarette.

I take

no

go my Bella Albertina

We are prisoners in this place.

It is like a death cell

What is it is it the death Angel

one of you answer the door

I think it might be the police again.

Open the door. Angela.

Come come come

the door

you haven't taken with the cholera have you?

Not yet. What do you mean not yet.

I just come from a place where there was the cholera.

There was two dying a man and a child.

I see that with my own eyes

I can do you I will get it to

be Miss Crosby

Miss Crosby. Miss Crosby the cooks. The cooks lead a delivery man into the kitchen.

He had just come from a place where people are dying of the cholera.

Miss Crosby Why didn't you instruct the cooks to keep their doors

locked. You didn't authorize me to give such instruction?

Yes, well I I authorize you know Miss Crosby. I

I authorized even give whatever instructions you

you seem to think it's necessary

it is so important that we avoid frightening the children.

Now the cooks have already begun the work in the kitchen

and the rest of us must clean the entire buildings thoroughly as possible.

Today, tomorrow and as long as the epidemic lasts

spotlessly clean everything and everybody

caller Sean

Fanny

You're wonderful.

Have you seen Mr. Cooper

Why do I have to be so clean?

Don't you remember the talk we had? By the man who visited Doctor pet store in Paris?

Have you seen Mr. Cooper? No,

I've never seen him or know where he is

did the sea monster really come out of the ocean and spit the germs on the shore?

No Marshall Arthur says God sent the cholera

Miss Fanny yes

I was wondering something.

What is the Divine

Might God let us get the cholera

like he let us get blindness

Bernie

Bernie I'm so frightened

I got chill all day we must get you to the hospital

Hester Deal has cholera please Mr Cooper Not so loud?

We must frighten the children

but but but but the germs could spread all throughout the school.

Oh what are we to do?

More people recover than die

we most all remain calm.

Keep the children occupied. Yes of course of course.

Small files making melody that slepping all the night with open you.

So click attended to and he encourages the Logan folk to

goon and pilgrimage. That's our language

it used to be it's fun to learn versus like these from Chester.

We please see the LG like you did yesterday.

You like that one? Yes, ma'am.

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, the lowing herd wind slowly or the LI

the ploughman Homewood plots his weary way, and leaves the world of darkness and to me.

How does that next stanza go?

And Fanny,

you remember the standard?

Is Miss deal getting better?

We haven't had a report from the hospital in two days now.

Might she die? Oh, many of the people get well, most of them. I think.

If Miss Steele dies, will she go to heaven?

Oh, surely. Could we send a Bible verse to her?

A Bible verse ? Last night I remembered a verse we had in Bible class one day.

Can you repeat it?

Behold, I stand at the door and knock.

If any man hear my voice and opens the door, I will come in.

I think Jesus said that.

What does it mean?

Do we have doors on our hearts

real doors

Crosby may I speak with you

just received a message from the hospital

Hester died early this morning

the epidemic is out of control

hundreds are dying

hospitals urgently need help

several of our staff are volunteering

I'm going to volunteer

let me go with you

I can't do anything

we're out of morphine. What are we going to do?

Let's see what I can find. You need some rest.

When will you rest

you will forgive my frankness but no one here has time to lead a blind woman around

just so she can have a sense of involvement. Fanny

I quite understand but if you will assign your work area

my friend will orient me it will only take a moment

you won't be disappointed

I know Fanny for several years that she quickly memorize places and can get about associated site

discharge me if I'm unsuitable

we are desperate

take this

Fanny

you're not aware of course, but

nurses tiptoe in to watch you.

I haven't told anyone who you are.

I'm only a helper doing what little she can

I really wished her side of it

here would be helpful.

This is one time when it's fortunate you cannot say.

The silent enemy widened its kingdom of fear and death,

supposedly brought in to the port of New York aboard ship from Europe.

The plague moved from the city to the countryside

and on across a terrified nation.

For one Fanny Crosby. It was a time of deepest introspection,

time for reassessment for looking with courage and candor

at the why of many things.

I've been watching Fanny for a moment.

I can hardly believe she's blind.

Thank you for persuading me to let her stay.

What is het last name again Crosby

Francis Crosby.

You're doing much better. Try to get some sleep that will help.

Have you had it any rest for the night fan,

not yet you must go now

when will you sleep? I've had some rest

nurse

we lost Mrs. Weaver Poor daling

Thank you

How many days have we been here?

Six I think

in some ways it seems more like six hours.

I've just discovered something

Francis calls me. It's Patti Crosby.

Ani psycho bland is my favorite song. You should have told us

I've heard Miss Crosby saying that people have seen their own praises

often do so without a compliment

lovely lady in the children's ward.

She's taken suddenly ill and I'm afraid it's

do you have someone to look after my word?

Fanny is incredible with children.

And so that beautiful girl.

That poor girl would become the queen wasn't frightened at all.

This time when the old man came to the palace,

she could point her finger right at him and say

your name is Rumpelstiltskin.

Time for bed

will you tell us another story

bless your dear heart of course I will

but only after you've had a good night's rest

Did you friend

are volunteer on this ward does exceptionally well Doctor

Doctor

yes

this child I didn't know she was here

she's from my school

this child is blind Yes sir.

We're both from the blind school

She has acute dehydration follow the usual procedures

doctor is she

Fanny

Aunt Fanny

the doctor says there's not a thing we can do

what do I tell her?

She is

Remember the verse the one you learned and we talked about?

About Jesus at the door

Jesus said

please God

help me remember

I stand at the door and knocked

if anyone hear my voice and open the door

I will come in

Jesus is knocking at our hearts doors

he's knocking at your heart Aletha

remember back at school

when you'd knock at my door

and I'd open it and you will come in

Remember

Letah with you, Lord

what if I had taken cholera during the epidemic?

What if I had died

it's been a week since the last new case was reported

I've been going over Letah's things the few she had

Letha's mother wants you to have this

I know.

I have something to tell you.

I know how frustrated you've been.

The revival meeting you attended with Hester.

There's a lovely little chapel.

They're having what they call evangelistic services.

I've attended several.

And for the first time in my life,

I understand it deeply and truly fan.

I understand what it means to be a Christian.

To know for sure.

We can see them but all have sinned,

but Christ died for our sins.

The only righteousness we can know must come from Him.

Christ died for our sins,

according to the Scriptures,

and arose according to the Scriptures.

Now listen to this.

But as many as received Him,

to them gave him power to become the sons of God.

Even to them that believe on his name.

Will you receive the door Jesus?

Remember the verse

the one you learned and we talked about?

Door is open Jesus

Be careful, girls. It's very slippery.

Miss Christ was always nice, but now she's even nicer.

She's like a different person.

I opened my heart.

Like I opened a door.

And Jesus comes in. Yes, he does.

It's like seeing isn't in this Cosby. It

is seeing

truly seeing.

The Lord is planted star in my heart, a pride in Morningstar

and I pray that no cloud may ever obscure its light.

Is this where tea is being served?

I think perhaps some of you have not met Mr. Van Alstyne

Van Alstyne.

He's a former student here.

First of our graduates to attend Union College

were here and high academic honors.

Come to join our faculty,

our music department.

I don't believe you met Miss Crosby.

Miss Frances Crosby meet Mr. Alexander Van Alstyne

How do you do?

Fanny Crosby for four years I have sung your songs and

and memorized your poetry.

Among the rich prolific lays that I most of all admire and praise King Arthur's passing.

This has won they practice laurels Tennyson.

Your music captures us all miss Cosby.

I'm afraid I'll be doing less and less writing.

Possibly none at all. What

Why do you say that?

I have been searching for my soul,

so many years. I finally discovered what it means.

How simple and yet how profound it is. To be

truly Christian.

I recently made the same discovery.

But don't see it now have all the more reason to write.

It one depressed me to think how popular my songs were in saloon.

But now she humiliates me to silence.

write music for the church.

My sentimental Grimes in concepts.

When a blind man walks past the church,

he mustn't wonder whether the music is coming from a saloon or a

dance hall.

Well, if you've never write another line,

I'm grateful for what you have done.

Your songs your poems.

If you pardon me for seeming presumptuous they

they open your heart into my own.

Thank you, Mr. Van Alstyne.

Please, would you mind calling me Ben?

If you would call me fanny.

I've already spoken that name a 1000 Times

Are you sure?

Millions know you miss Crosby for the songs you have written for your poetry.

And I would be neither prophet or counselor.

But when you did those lyrics for me, which we used at the Sunday School conventions

to be signed and forgotten as quickly as written and played

those songs, perhaps. But now that you speak so assuredly of your relationship to God,

perhaps you could dedicate your talents to writing lyrics that present the gospel

and give comfort and guidance to God's children.

Oh, mister down. I simply cannot believe that there's any place in the church,

nor should there ever be no place for the kind of music that that's simply related to religious sentiment

to the same tunes that people are singing in the saloons

and hearing on the dance floors.

The songs of Zion are not suited to the melodies of Babylon.

Nor do I wish to be involved with such music.

I do you like this melody?

Then I wish you would try. I won't pressure you.

That would be selfishness on my part.

But God has given you such a wonderful talent Miss Crosby.

honor him with your talent every way you can

To me

it would not be in the best interest of any of the students

for them to see you too in such proximity at this hour.

Miss Crosby is composing something for William, don't I

I help her with what little I can and

, besides the children have retired an hour ago?

Yes, well, you are comparatively new on our faculty, Mr. Van Alstyne.

And I shall forbear you there's one occasion,

however it would be to your future advantage if you will bear in mind that I

am head of this institution. And when I give a directive, it is in my opinion,

to the interests of the children and the faculty.

It is not proper to question such pronouncement.

Yes, of course.

I'm looking for you in your room.

When I heard the music. I didn't realize you were giving Mr. Cooper ballet lesson.

Oh, yes. He's one of the creatures in the Beethovens Prometheus,

bound or unbound.

I never could quite understand why Mr. Cooper insisted on his being a self made man.

But it's nice of him to take the blame for

well being silly was it something new? I

heard the music

Oh, that's Fanny's new him with Mr. Dona. It's beautiful.

It is beautiful. Miss Crosby. See what you can do with this?

I am thy No Lord. I have heard thy voice.

And it told that love to me.

But I long to rise in the arms of faith

and be closer drawn to they

meaning

board.

Appreciate your help.

Your suggestion for the course. That's just what I needed.

I'm sure you can do quite well all by yourself.

I'm not so sure

I've made my decision. Oh, and what is that

Mr. Cooper called me into his office this morning. It's such

a blessing that happened to look at that man.

He's finally summoned up the courage to talk to me.

He wonders whether it's good for the students

to have such a person is me and the faculty.

It's wonderful for the students.

So I'm leaving

that would be a great loss to the school.

The game would be for Cooper to leave.

It will devote my full time to writing

might it be helpful to write in the morning domestic setting?

Was someone close at hand to help and encourage you

are you proposing to me?

Well,

here it is. You are sure now what kind of husband wouldn't know where he's taking his new bride

well compose something there

let's see. Here comes the bride.

Groom matricide.

Why have the towel read so long to be married

sounds like it plagiarism to me

anything so? Such accusation

Well, here it is.

Oh, I wish I could see it.

Perhaps it's better that you don't

one doesn't ascend those kinds of stairs to a Fifth Avenue suite?

We could pretend then.

All right. What should be

a castle or chateau?

Your choice my dear one?

A castle then.

And the floors?

They should be marble

walls Alabasta Yes, yes alabasta.

The ceiling of what should we make the ceiling.

We shall make it all your poems and lyrics blended into a substance

surpassing any beauty one could see or touch on earth

I want to see more. Look at me. I am looking at you. you are standing on your head

Well, then you are hanging from the ceiling.

I happen to be counting only Today's gold coins from the abundance of our kingdom.

Pardon me, madam, but barons do not have Kingdoms

bearing them then

then there was the woman up on Fifth Avenue who had more money than she had culture.

It seems she was invited to the home of a friend

where a famous cellist was entertaining.

After he had finished playing he he asked if there were any requests.

And this woman spoke up she said,

Oh, please would you play Handel's Lago for me?

That's the piece I just played. He said

the poor woman she complained. She said, Wait, I wish you would have announced it.

That's my favorite selection.

I'm sorry, you didn't enjoy the evening.

I didn't say anything about not enjoying the evening.

I simply said that it embarrasses me to have sighted people

come to this ugly place.

I had no such thing.

And even the slightest innuendo

fan. If their friendship depended upon the place where we live,

then we wouldn't want their friendship.

Perhaps they only seem friendly, because they pity us.

I should have known better than to ask you to marry me.

I should have faced the fact that I cannot properly support a wife

as long as Cooper remains at the Institute, we cannot expect decent salaries.

And you know how it irritates me those miserable royalties

that the music publishers pay you

if you can call it royalties.

But happiness there's so much more than money.

Money often endangers happiness.

Three parents came to see me this week. Three of them.

They thought all that the instructors at the blind school were sighted.

They came to ask about voice lessons for their children

but when they saw I was blind

listen

Remember the tune william down brought to us

because God has given me such wonderful words

that's why we areman we're safe,

safe in the Almighty hands.

All people should know that.

Wealth doesn't consist of things.

It's inside of us.

So Rich

my faith with you

with the songs that let's bring up like fountains for myself

I feel rich because

I wasn't going to say anything yet

because I'm not not sure

but I think I might press your tiny hands

me

find me closer, closer

Excellent, excellent. Now,

you must tell Mr. Dolan the credit is to be listed as Fanny Crosby,

not Fannie Van Alstyne

good and your five fans professionally you are Fanny Crosby.

I don't know what we're going to do with that Alstyne.

Every time his wife publishes a new song.

It seems that all the children want to sing.

Children are like millions of other people.

They love the songs of Fanny Crosby.

Yes, but her music is as lacking in culture as as what she formally wrote for the saloons

how could I thought we had to dispense with Miss Crosby services.

It appears at as Mrs. Van All Steinway

she's with us now more than ever before

saving me arms on Jesus saving all his gentle friends

good evening my dear. Hello.

How was school today?

Tolerable

and how's the little one

little sweetheart sleeping now

so fraidful earlier this afternoon?

It's not good

That not your heart to be troubled

that not your heart troubled

you believe in God

leave also

safe in the arms of Jesus

safe on his gentle breath

thereby his love or she there Oh my soul

my soul

my soul and rest

god

purpose to this

Can I ever write another song?

You can because you must

Will you help me?

Of course.

But you won't need me.

Songs will burst forth in your heart

and fanny you will, you will write songs such as the churches never know before

or may ever know again

fountains did indeed burst forth

the loss of her only child guided Fanny Crosby into deeper veins of content for her songs,

bringing new joy and meaning to the lives of millions.

Washington is

God bless your heart.

Today your mother's prayers have been

she became the people's composer,

touching the small and the great,

and bringing their needs into the message content of her songs

find salvation In God's word, it says, And this is the testimony

that God has given unto us eternal life

bless these dear hearts my brother

who's a pastor passing years Fanny Crosby composed some 5000 hymns.

Ideas abounded from her widening peripheries of experience and opportunity

then alone in reverent contemplation

she would compose the lyrics

close to you close to you

may save you this me with the

Oh, thank you Lord.

Thank you for those lyrics

what's the verdict?

I love it Mr. Stebbins

you know I do

the melody far exceeds my lyrics

not a chance of that not a chance

the words that God gives you touch and open hearts

perhaps more than anything ever previously written.

I know I shall see

God as my me songs in the chorus brands.

We

ready At any time when a guy says hey man I reached the I saw myself day

bye for now man my

speed

is my studio way

Fanny Crosby became a symbol of joy,

a living example of the Christian life in fullest reality.

She was the friend of presidents,

she worked closely with Dr. Moody.

She traveled again and again across the nation lecturing.

Yet, our door was always open to the heavy hearted

to those seeking counsel. I don't know what to do

the first thing we must understand about sorrow and disappointment

is that God means for these to be doors and windows,

through which he might bring greater blessing and enrichment to our lives.

If there's anybody in this world happier than I,

I'd like to shake that person's hand.

I believe myself to be as happy as is possible for any mortal to be.

I never let anything shake my confidence

in the absolute dependability of God's promises.

Fanny Crosby was intensely serious about life,

about the meaning and validity of her faith.

Yet, in a day, when austerity of conduct and conversation were often thought synonymous with Christian piety,

the passing years brightened or abounding sense of humor.

When we were with Mr. Lincoln, oh, he was so full of myth.

It was good to see him that way.

He told us about the lazy preacher who preach such long sermons.

The reason why is because he wrote out his discourses,

and once he began writing, he was too lazy to stop.

So the years past 95, and all

songs and poems continued to blossom in the garden of her heart.

She became a living monument in her time.

Few Christians, men or women

have given mankind such a legacy of worth and beauty.

Sometimes I need to reject the music proposed my songs,

because the musicians misunderstand.

They think that the fanny Crosby who once wrote for people in the saloons

has merely changed the lyrics.

Oh my No. The Church must never sing it songs to the melodies of the world.

One of the reasons I love children so much,

is because you cannot keep them out of the sunlight.

Have you heard of my sunshine society?

The only way you can have sunlight is to bring it in.

One of the reasons why blind people are so happy

is because we've never seen any clouds.

Gold is good in its place.

But when it becomes our Master, it weaves the crown of thorns upon the brow that crushes even the strongest to the earth.

Better a man without money than money without the man.

I sense the church moving closer to the world

I dread to think what the status may be 50 years from now or 100

Our nation will crumble without the foundation of good Christian homes.

I will tell you this

people get their theology is much from hymns

as they do from sermons

not in Luther realize this