today we sang this familiar hymn and for the first time i looked down to see the author Ralph Featherston and the years of his life: 1846-1873. he didn't even live to be 30, yet he penned some very meaningful words. most believe he wrote this hymn shortly after his conversion at the age of 16. i tried to find out the cause of his death and haven't been able to track it down. email me if you know something about him or his history. it seems a little more than ironic that a teenager who would die before turning 30 wrote the following:
I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath;
And say when the death dew lies cold on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.
more later. . .
peace and java
