The Gospel at Work Historically

  1. Blue Ridge Mts Va. says:

    When Sankey Sang The Shepherd Song on Xmas Eve
    Children, did you ever hear of Moody and Sankey? Dwight L. Moody was a man to whom God had given a wonderful power and ability to preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Ira D. Sankey was another man to whom God had given wonderful power to sing the same Gospel. For years these two men worked together, Moody preaching and Sankey singing. In the year 1875 they had both been in Liverpool serving God in that great city. Toward the end of the year they came back to America. It happened that on Xmas Eve of 1875 Sankey traveled by steam boat up the Delaware River. The evening was a calm starlight event and there were many passengers gathered on the deck. Mr. Sankey was asked to sing and so he did as he was very willing to sing. He stood there leaning against one of the great funnels of the boat and his eyes were raised to the starry heavens in quite prayer. It was his intention to sing a Xmas song but he was compelled to sing The Shepherd Song instead.

    “Savior, like a shepherd lead us; Much we need Thy tenderest care; in thy pleasant pastures feed us, for our use thy fold prepare. Blessed Jesus. We are Thine, do thou befriend us; Be the Guardian of our way, Keep thy flock from sin defend us; Seek us when we go astray. Blessed Jesus. Hear oh hear us when we pray. Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and sinful though we be, Thou has mercy to relieve us Grace to cleanse and power to free. Blessed Jesus. We will early turn to Thee, Early let us seek thy favor; early let us do Thy will, Blessed Lord and only Savior with thy love our bosoms fill. Thou has loved us, love us still. Blessed Jesus.”

    There was a deep stillness. Words and melody, welling forth from the singer’s soul floated out over the deck and the quiet river. Every heart was touched. After the song was over a man who had a rough weather-beaten visage came up to Sankey and said, “Did you ever serve in the Union Army?”
    “Yes,” answered Sankey, “in the spring of 1860.”
    “Can you remember if you were doing picket duty on a bright moonlit night in 1862?”
    “Yes,” said Sankey, looking very much surprised.
    “So did I, said the stranger but I was on the Confederate side. When I saw you standing at your post, I thought to myself “that feller will never get away from here alive.”
    “I raised my rifle,” the man said and “I took aim. I stood in the shadows, concealed while the full light of the moon fell on you. At that instant like just a moment ago, you raised your eyes to heaven and began to sing.”

    “Music, especially song has always had a wonderful power over me, and I took my finger off the trigger. Then I thought I will let him sing his last song to the end. I can shoot him afterwards. I can’t miss at this distance.”

    “But the song you sang then was the song you sang just now.” I heard the words perfectly: We are thine do thou befriend us.”
    “Those words the man said stirred up many memories in my heart, I began to think of childhood and my sainted momma. She had many times sung that song to me. She died all too soon, otherwise my life would have been different.”
    “When you had finished your song, it was impossible for me to take aim at you again, I thought: The Lord who is able to save that man from certain death must surely be great and mighty—and my arm of its own accord dropped limp at my side.”
    “Since that time I have wandered about far and wide; but when I just now saw you standing there praying just as on that other occasion, I recognized you. Then my heart was wounded by your song. Now I wish that you may help me find a cure for my sick soul.”

    Deeply moved, Sankey threw his arms about the man who in the days of the war had been his enemy. And this Xmas night the two went to the manger in Bethlehem. There the stranger found Him who was their common Savior, the Good Shepherd, who seeks for the lost sheep until He finds it. And when he has found it He lays it on His shoulders, rejoicing. “He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under His wings shall thou trust. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night, nor the arrow that flieth by day.”

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    This precious post was found at the Conservative Treehouse…& I wanted to share this moving story of God’s work in the hearts of men historically.  The page where this was found is here…

    Wednesday June 13th – Open Thread

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