On whom in affliction I call,
My comfort by day, and my song in the night,
My hope, my salvation, my all!’
“It was my mother’s voice singing in a marvelously clear tone the hymn that had been a favorite with her all her life. Though asleep she sang every verse clear through to the end. Other members of the family were awakened by it and listened in breathless silence, for it was like the song of an angel. She did not waken for some time after she had ceased singing, and when told of what had taken place she was not surprised, for the hymns of the church had been such a comfort to her throughout her entire life.”
Another witness is Dr. Oscar L. Joseph who on every Mother’s Day has his congregation sing
“Peace, Perfect Peace”
Beyond all other hymns, his mother loved this one written by Bishop Edward H. Bickersteth. She often sang it in the family circle. No burden or distraction could interfere with the “perfect peace” which Christ imparted to her soul. Hence, when she died, it was the message she wished to have set over her resting place. So on her tombstone in Ceylon may be found the three words:
“Peace, Perfect Peace.”
When the members of the congregation hear this bit of family history from the lips of their pastor, they most feelingly sing at his request:
“Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?