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James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, Book 1: he keepeth the sheep. (search)
and he retained his relish for singing even to his dying moments. He died of a cancer in the face, which kept him in great suffering for many of the last weeks of his life. He dwelt much on the sentiments expressed in the thirty-eighth psalm, (Watts,) Amidst thy wrath remember love, &c.; also, the thirty-ninth--God of my life, look gently down. Just before he expired, he requested the friends in attendance to sing the thirty-eighth psalm- Amidst thy wrath remember love, --and attempted to he would come home at night, tired out with labor, he would, before going to bed, ask some of the family to read chapters, (as was his usual course night and morning,) and would most always say, Read one of David's Psalms. His favorite hymns (Watts's) were these-- I give the first lines only: Blow ye the trumpet, blow. Sweet is Thy work, my God, my King. I'll praise my Maker with my breath. O, happy is the man who hears. Why should we start, and fear to die. With songs
James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, Chapter 1: the child and his ancestors. (search)
or a layman. This road he travelled weekly, and sometimes much oftener. One incident respecting the Rev. Gideon 3Mills is thought worthy of notice. He was habitually fond of sacred music, and would request others that could sing to join with him, and he retained his relish for singing even to his dying moments. He died of a cancer in the face, which kept him in great suffering for many of the last weeks of his life. He dwelt much on the sentiments expressed in the thirty-eighth psalm, (Watts,) Amidst thy wrath remember love, &c.; also, the thirty-ninth--God of my life, look gently down. Just before he expired, he requested the friends in attendance to sing the thirty-eighth psalm- Amidst thy wrath remember love, --and attempted to join with them, but when the fore part of the psalm was sung he expired; so that it was said by Mr. Hallock, on a certain occasion, that he died singing the thirty-eighth psalm. This stout-hearted Puritan left three sons and three daughters. El
James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, Chapter 3: the man. (search)
e city, the watchman walketh in vain. I hate vain thoughts, but thy law do I love. The last chapter of Ecclesiasticus was a favorite one, and on Fast days and Thanksgivings he used very often to read the fifty-eighth chapter of Isaiah. When he would come home at night, tired out with labor, he would, before going to bed, ask some of the family to read chapters, (as was his usual course night and morning,) and would most always say, Read one of David's Psalms. His favorite hymns (Watts's) were these-- I give the first lines only: Blow ye the trumpet, blow. Sweet is Thy work, my God, my King. I'll praise my Maker with my breath. O, happy is the man who hears. Why should we start, and fear to die. With songs and honors sounding loud. Ah, lovely appearance of death. He was a great admirer of Oliver Cromwell. Of colored heroes, Nat Turner and Cinques stood first in his esteem. How often, writes a daughter, have I heard him speak in admiration of