Lamb's Book (40 of 58)
Series: Revelation - From Now to Forever
John Barnett
The Lamb's Book
The death of John Wesley, the father of Methodism, occurred in his room on City Road, London. The end was very beautiful. No pain, only a growing sense of weakness, and a tranquil acceptance of the inevitable. He slept much and spoke little, but sometimes the dying flame flickered up, and the inner light that had changed the face of England glowed with its old intensity. One afternoon before he died, he surprised his friends by bursting into song:
I'll praise my Maker while I've breath;
And when my voice is lost in death
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.
He sang two verses and then sank back exhausted. Later in the day, when weakness overcame him, by a supreme effort he marshaled his ebbing strength and gave the message that was to become the watchword of Methodism, "The best of all is, God is with us."
No doubt, no fear, no anxious care,
But comforted by staff and rod,
In the faith-brightened hour of death,
How beautiful to be with God!
I will not fear to launch my bark
Upon the darkly rolling flood,
'Tis but to pierce the mist-and then
How beautiful to be with God!
Sweet by and by
(or There's a Land that Is Fairer)
By Sanford F. Bennett
There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare us a dwelling place there.
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
When the Roll Is Called Up Yonder
(or When the Trumpet of the Lord Shall Sound and Time Shall Be No More)
By James M. Black
When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks eternal, bright and fair;
When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
On that brig ...
Series: Revelation - From Now to Forever
John Barnett
The Lamb's Book
The death of John Wesley, the father of Methodism, occurred in his room on City Road, London. The end was very beautiful. No pain, only a growing sense of weakness, and a tranquil acceptance of the inevitable. He slept much and spoke little, but sometimes the dying flame flickered up, and the inner light that had changed the face of England glowed with its old intensity. One afternoon before he died, he surprised his friends by bursting into song:
I'll praise my Maker while I've breath;
And when my voice is lost in death
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.
He sang two verses and then sank back exhausted. Later in the day, when weakness overcame him, by a supreme effort he marshaled his ebbing strength and gave the message that was to become the watchword of Methodism, "The best of all is, God is with us."
No doubt, no fear, no anxious care,
But comforted by staff and rod,
In the faith-brightened hour of death,
How beautiful to be with God!
I will not fear to launch my bark
Upon the darkly rolling flood,
'Tis but to pierce the mist-and then
How beautiful to be with God!
Sweet by and by
(or There's a Land that Is Fairer)
By Sanford F. Bennett
There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare us a dwelling place there.
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
When the Roll Is Called Up Yonder
(or When the Trumpet of the Lord Shall Sound and Time Shall Be No More)
By James M. Black
When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more,
And the morning breaks eternal, bright and fair;
When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore,
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
On that brig ...
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