Sometimes I need to reject the music proposed for my songs because the musicians misunderstand that the Fanny Crosby who once wrote for the people in the saloons has merely changed the lyrics. Oh my no. The church must never… — 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
