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[I sat alone with life’s memories]

Appears in 21 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: J. W. Bischoff Incipit: 33332 34443 22255 Used With Text: In Sight of the Crystal Sea

In Sight of the Crystal Sea

Author: Rev. J. E. Rankin, D. D. Appears in 31 hymnals First Line: I sat alone with life's memories Scripture: Luke 16:25 Used With Tune: [I sat alone with life's memories]

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Author: J. E. Rankin, D. D. Hymnal: Crowning Day No. 2 #209 (1896) First Line: I sat alone with life's memories Lyrics: 1 I sat alone with life’s memories In sight of the crystal sea, And I saw the throne of the star-crown’d ones, With never a crown for me; And then the voice of the Judge said, come, Of the Judge on the great white throne; And I saw the star-crown’d take their seats, But none could I call my own. 2 I thought me then of my childhood days, The prayer at my mother’s knee: Of the counsels grave that my Father gave— The wrath I was warned to flee; I said, “Is it then too late, too late, Shut without must I stand for aye?” And the Judge, will He say, “I know you not,” Howe’er I may knock and pray. 3 I thought I thought of the days of God I’d wasted in folly and sin— Of the times I’d mock’d when the Saviour knocked, And I would not let Him in; I thought, I thought of the vows I’d made, When I lay at death’s dark door— “Would He spare my life, I’d give up the strife, And serve Him forevermore. 4 I heard a voice, like the voice of God: Remember, remember, my Son! Remember thy ways in the former days, The crown that thou might have won!” I thought, I thought, and my tho’ts ran on, Like the tide of a sunless sea— “Am I living or dead?” to myself I said “An end is there ne’er to be.” 5 It seemed as tho’ I woke from a dream, How sweet was the light of day! Melodious sounded the Sabbath bells From towers that were far away, I then became as a child, And I wept afresh; For the Lord had taken my heart of stone, And given a heart of flesh. 6 Still oft I sit with life’s memories, And I think of the crystal sea; And I see the thrones of star-crown’d ones, I know there’s a crown for me; And when the voice of the Judge says, come, Of the Judge on the great white throne, I know ‘mid the thrones of the star-crown’d ones, There’s one I shall call my own. Languages: English Tune Title: [I sat alone with life’s memories]

In Sight Of The Crystal Sea

Author: Jeremiah Eames Rankin Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10020 First Line: I sat alone with life’s memories Lyrics: 1 I sat alone with life’s memories In sight of the crystal sea; And I saw the thrones of the star-crowned ones, With never a crown for me. And then the voice of the Judge said, Come, Of the Judge on the great white throne; And I saw the star-crowned take their seats, But none could I call my own. 2 I thought me then of my childhood days, The prayer at my mother’s knee— Of the counsels grave that my father gave— The wrath I was warned to flee; I said, Is it then too late, too late? Shut without, must I stand for aye? And the Judge, will He say, I know you not, Howe’er I may knock and pray? 3 I thought, I thought of the days of God I’d wasted in folly and sin— Of the times I’d mocked when the Savior knocked, And I would not let Him in. I thought, I thought of the vows I’d made When I lay at death’s dark door— Would He spare my life, I’d give up the strife, And serve Him forever more. 4 I heard a voice, like the voice of God— Remember, remember, my son! Remember thy ways in the former days, The crowns that thou might have won! I thought, I thought—and my thoughts ran on, Like the tide of a sunless sea— Am I living or dead? to myself I said, An end is there ne’er to be? 5 I seemed as though I woke from a dream, How sweet was the light of day! Melodious sounded the Sabbath bells From towers that were far away. I then became as a little child, And I wept, and wept afresh; For the Lord had taken my heart of stone, And given a heart of flesh. 6 Still oft I sit with life’s memories, And think of the crystal sea; And I see the thrones of the star-crowned ones; I know there’s a crown for me. And when the voice of the Judge says, Come, Of the Judge on the great white throne— I know mid the thrones of the star-crowned ones There’s one I shall call my own. Languages: English Tune Title: [I sat alone with life's memories]

Alone With Conscience

Author: Rev. J. E. Rankin, D. D. Hymnal: Hymns of Victory #76 (1905) First Line: I sat alone with life's memories Languages: English Tune Title: [I sat alone with life's memories]

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Jeremiah Eames Rankin

1828 - 1904 Person Name: Rev. J. E. Rankin, D. D. Author of "In Sight of the Crystal Sea" in Crowning Glory No. 1 Pseudonym: R. E. Jeremy. Rankin, Jeremiah Eames, D.D., was born at Thornton, New Haven, Jan. 2, 1828, and educated at Middleburg College, Vermont, and at Andover. For two years he resided at Potsdam, U.S. Subsequently he held pastoral charges as a Congregational Minister at New York, St. Albans, Charlestown, Washington ( District of Columbia), &c. In 1878 he edited the Gospel Temperance Hymnal, and later the Gospel Bells. His hymns appeared in these collections, and in D. E. Jones's Songs of the New Life, 1869. His best known hymn is "Labouring and heavy laden" (Seeking Christ). This was "written [in 1855] for a sister who was an inquirer," was first printed in the Boston Recorder, and then included in Nason's Congregational Hymn Book, 1857. Another of his hymns is "Rest, rest, rest, brother rest." He died in 1904. [Rev. F. M. Bird, M.A.] --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907) ======================== Rankin, J. 33., p. 951, ii. Dr. Rankin, b. in N. H. (not New Haven), and received his D.D. 1869, LL.D. 1889 from his Alma Mater. He was President for several years of Howard University, Washington, D.C. His publications included several volumes of Sermons, German-English Lyrics, Sacred and Secular, 1897; 2nd ed. 1898, &c. In addition to his hymns noted on p. 951, ii., he has written and published mainly in sheet form many others, the most important and best-known being:— 1. God be with you till we meet again. [Benediction.] Dr. Rankin's account of this hymn, supplied to us, in common with Mr. Brownlie, for his Hymns and H. Writers of The Church Hymnary, 1899, is: "It was written as a Christian good-bye, and first sung in the First Congregational Church, of which I was minister for fifteen years. We had Gospel meetings on Sunday nights, and our music was intentionally of the popular kind. I wrote the first stanza, and sent it to two gentlemen for music. The music which seemed to me to best suit the words was written by T. G. Tomer, teacher of public schools in New Jersey, at one time on the staff of General 0. 0. Howard. After receiving the music (which was revised by Dr. J. W. Bischoff, the organist of my church), I wrote the other stanzas." The hymn became at once popular, and has been translated into several languages. In America it is in numerous collections; and in Great Britain, in The Church Hymnary, 1898, Horder's Worship Song, 1905, The Methodist Hymn Book, 1904, and others. It was left undated by Dr. Rankin, but I.D. Sankey gives it as 1882. 2. Beautiful the little hands. [Little ones for Jesus.] Given without date in Gloria Deo, New York, 1900. Dr. Rankin's translations include versions of German, French, Latin, and Welsh hymns. His contributions to the periodical press have been numerous. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, New Supplement (1907)

J. W. Bischoff

1850 - 1909 Composer of "[I sat alone with life’s memories]" in Crowning Day No. 2 John W. Bischoff was born in 1849, became blind at the age of two years, came to the Congregational Church as organist and choir-director at the age of twenty-five, and remained thirty-five years up to the date of his death on Memorial Day, May 30, 1909. He was a prolific composer, most of his work being of the lyric style. In his first book, Crystal Songs, compiled in 1877 with the assistance of Otis F. Presbrey, there are thirty-two tunes of his compoistion. During many years of his service he provided music loves with a series of monthly concerts, at which a high grade of music was rendered. American writers and compilers of sacred music by Frank J. Metcalf (New York; Cincinnati: Abingdon Press, 1925)