The other day when I visited my 92 year-old mother we talked about one of the hymns she would like to be sung at her funeral. It’s a hymn by Fanny Crosby (1820-1915) a blind American Methodist poet, who wrote some 8000 (yes, eight thousand!) hymns and songs. Most of these songs have long been forgotten – but not all. ‘Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine’ was written by Fanny Crosby; so also, ‘To God be the glory great things he has done’; and, so too my mother’s funeral hymn, ‘Some day the silver cord will break’. The hymn is found in no modern hymnbook – like many other songs she wrote, it is no doubt dismissed as ‘mawkish or too sentimental’. And yet, as my mother began to sing the lines, and as I later read it, I found it profoundly moving.
It reads as follows:-
Some day the silver cord will break,
And I no more as now shall sing;
But, O the joy when I shall wake
Within the presence of the King!
And I shall see Him face to face,
And tell the story, saved by grace:
And I shall see Him face to face,
And tell the story, saved by grace.
Some day my earthly house will fall,
I cannot tell how soon ‘twill be,
But this I know – my All in all
Has now a place with Him for me.
Or some day when my Lord will come,
And called to meet Him I’ll be blest,
He then will say to me, “Well done,”
And I shall enter into rest.
Some day, till then I’ll watch and wait,
My lamp all trimmed and burning bright,
That when my Saviour I will greet,
My faith will then be changed to sight
It is all the more moving when one realises that this hymn was written by a woman who was blind almost from birth. Although it is only within the last two or three years that my mother has begun to lose her sight, nonetheless this resonated strongly with her. For the hymn looks forward to the day when, in the words of the chorus, we “shall see Him face to face”. Or as the last two lines of the final verse declare, on that day “when my Saviour I will greet, my faith will then be changed to sight”. I am told that Fanny Crosby once said: “When I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Saviour”.
Every verse of the hymn is full of Biblical allusions. The allusion which interested me in particular is found in the first line: “Some day the silver cord will break”. This is a quotation from Ecclesiastes 12, where the Preacher declares: “Remember your creator in the days of your youth… before the silver cord is snapped” (Eccl 12. 1,6 NRSV). If the truth be told, the opening verses of Ecclesiastes are exceedingly gloomy, and are all about sadness of old age and the inevitability of death. Unlike older versions, the GNB gives clear expression to the complex allegory of death which is present:
Remember your Creator while you are still young, before those dismal days and years come when you will say ‘I don’t enjoy life’. …. Then your arms, that have protected you, will tremble, and your legs, now strong, will grow weak. Your teeth will be too few to chew your good, and your eyes too dim to see clearly. Your ears will be deaf to the noise of the street…. Your hair will turn white; you will hardly be able to drag yourself along, and all desire will have gone.
Old age can indeed be cruel! This is the context in which the Preacher declares: then ‘the silver chain will snap, and the golden lamp will fall and break; the rope at the well will break, and the water jar be shattered” (Eccl 12.6). The precise meaning of these metaphors for death is unclear. The scholarly consensus is that the Preacher begins by referring to a golden light bowl strung up by a silver cord. According to Derek Kidner, the pictures “capture the beauty and fragility of the human frame”. Here there is no hope of life beyond the grave. Death is the end: as the Lord said to Adam and Eve after the Fall, “You are dust, and to dust you shall return” (Gen 3.19; see Eccl 12.7). The theme is ‘memento mori’ – remember that we will all die! To be fair, the Preacher is not revelling in the thought of old age and death; rather he is encouraging his readers to make the most of life – ‘carpe diem’ (seize the day)!
Thank God, however, that we who read these words today live on the other side of the resurrection of Jesus. The message of the Preacher to ‘remember that we will all die’ is transformed into a new key in the New Testament: ‘remember that we will all live’! In the stirring words of the Apostle Paul, set to wonderful music by Handel in The Messiah:
Behold, I tell you a mystery; we shall not all sleep, but we shall be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. The trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible (1 Cor 15.51,52).
It is precisely because there is hope, that with Fanny Crosby we can sing not just of the silver cord breaking, but of the waking within the presence of the King. Or in the words of the chorus: “And I shall see Him face to face, and tell the story, saved by grace”.
Thank you for the comments on this hymn that I have already decided to have at my thanksgiving service after taking up residence in my Lord’s home. In the mercy of my Lord I am fit and healthy at the age of 91 and have the pleasure of looking after my dear wife who is aged 92 and still able to r=enjoy life after a very severe stroke neatly 13 years ago. In that she lost the entire right hand side of her brain.
The Lord is good.
This song has a special place in my heart. As a ten year old boy who had just lost his daddy in a farm aacident. We sang this song at his funeral. I remember singing my heart out. I am now 81 years old.oh how I wish could’ve known him longer.but it was part of gods plan. Some day we will sing this song at my funeral. There is a lot more too this story. Guess this isn’t too well put together.did not have too much education. Rich Brouwer.
Dear Richard, beloved Saint of the Lord and child of God. As we know, it is not ‘education’ but ‘Revelation’ that brings us to God and Him to us.
Praise the Lord, lack of education will never keep any out from The Presence of the King.
God bless you!
Beautiful hymn – not heard that before until it was played by Pam Rhodes on Premier Christian radio. Thank you Paul Beasley-Murray for your comments on it. My parents knew your parents – John and Cicely Adams, and I also knew them a little, from HRBC. Small world!
My mother would sing this. I have always wanted to know the words. I would love the music also.