“We love Him because He first loved us.”
1 John 4:19
The lives of most people are not captured in the history books.
Memories are left to the hearts and minds of family and friends,
and then all too soon fade into the tapestry of times past.
And so it was with William Ralph Featherson.
He was born without fanfare on July 24, 1846, in Montreal Canada, and he died in the same city, just before his 27th birthday.
Little else is known of his short life except for the fact that some time during his 16th year of life William put pen to paper to record a love poem.
The love he expressed was deep and true.
The words of that poem have lasted more than a century beyond Featherson's life and death.
In 1876, three years after Featherson's passing, Adoniram Gordon put music to this love poem and added it to a hymnal which was published that same year.
My Jesus, I Love Thee
My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign.
My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus 'tis now.
I love Thee because Thou has first loved me
And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree.
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus 'tis now.
In Mansions of glory and endless delight,
I'll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright;
I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.
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