Angels descending bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
It seemed intended by the blessed providence of God that I should be blind all my life, and I thank him for the dispensation.… — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
Redeemed how I love to proclaim it. Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. Redeemed thru His infinite mercy His child and forever I… — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
Can ye fathom the ocean, dark and deep, where the mighty waves and the grandeur sweep? — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
The angel of mercy, the child of love, together had flown to the realms above. — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
Angels descending bring from above Echoes of mercy, whispers of love. — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
We are traveling on with our staff in hand... We are pilgrims bound for the heavenly land. — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
It is not enough to have a song on your lips. You must also have a song in your heart. — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God. Born of His Spirit, washed in… — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
“live in the moment and make it so beautifulthat it will be woth remembering” — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
Because when I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Savior. — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
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… — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
