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 jO know him was to love him," has been as strikingly true of 
 few men as it was of the subject of this sketch. Possessed 
 of a most lovable disposition, a face that beamed with the 
 kindness in which his heart was so rich, with rare gifts in 
 conversation, a master in music, and with a very passion to make others 
 happy, a vast multitude valued his friendship as a great treasure. The 
 home-going of James McGranahan left a vacancy in this world for 
 many hearts. 
 
 In the flood of letters with messages of s5Miipathy and apprecia- 
 tion that poured in upon Mrs. McGranahan after he was laid away, 
 the desire was variously expressed that there might be some fitting 
 memorial to his beautiful and useful life. That some of these tributes 
 may be permanently preserved for Mrs. McGranahan in her great 
 loneliness, and at the same time gratify the desire of a large number of 
 friends on both sides of the Atlantic, this Memorial is prepared. 
 
 HIS EARLY LIFE 
 
 Mr. James McGranahan was born July 4, 1 840, near Adams- 
 ville. Pa., his ancestry being mainly of Scotch-Irish descent. His 
 grandfather came, a young, unmarried man, from near Belfast, Ireland, 
 scMTietime previous to the War of the Revolution, in which he was 
 for a time enlisted. He married a Miss Smith, of English parentage, 
 and settled in Westmoreland County, Pa., later removing to Crawford 
 County, Pa. There he purchased what is known as the Wade 
 farm, near Hartstown, where he lived the remainder of his life. His 
 youngest son, George, married Miss Jane Blair and settled on a farm 
 near Adamsville, where there were bom to them twelve children, of 
 whom Jzunco was the ninth. Most of the brothers and sisters shared 
 to some extent the musical gift that made James famous. 
 
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James spent his boyhood on the farm, and was designed by his 
 pradtical father as the one who should remain at home in charge of 
 the old homestead. The old-fashioned neighborhood "Singing 
 School" was then in vogue, and from that institution many noted mu- 
 sicians were started on their career, notably : Bliss, Sankey and Mc- 
 Granahan. In this institution he, even as a boy, was not only pupil 
 but soon became assistant by playing the hats viol. At the age of 
 nineteen he was the teacher and soon became one of the most popu- 
 lar in his section of the State. He longed for the opportunity of fur- 
 ther musical study, but how to get it was no ordinary proposition, for 
 his father's notions of the value of a musical education were far from 
 comforting to his rising ambition. With characteristic pluck, he finally 
 gained his point and won his father's reluctant consent by not only 
 earning all his expenses, but also employing a man in his place on the 
 farm, while he pursued his musical studies. It is eeisily surmised that 
 he improved well his opportunities. That his father later revised his 
 notions about the value of a musiczJ education, was very evident when 
 no one rejoiced more than he that his son was being so marvelously 
 used of God in winning souls through the power of persuasive song. 
 
 James McGranahan's own hardships in securing an education 
 meant much to the boys and girls of the next generation, for the mem- 
 ory of his own struggles and his life-long regret that his literary and 
 musical advantages had not been greater, begat the deepest sympathy 
 for those situated as was he. Scores of boys and girls at Northfield 
 and other schools will hold in everlasting remembrance the timely help 
 of Mr. and Mrs. James McGranahan, who made for them an edu- 
 cation possible. 
 
 PREPARATION FOR AND BEGINNING 
 OF HIS MUSICAL CAREER 
 
 At the age of nineteen he entered the Normal Music School 
 founded at Geneseo, N. Y., by William B. Bradbury, where he pur- 
 sued his studies under T. E. Perkins, Carlo Bassini, and other emi- 
 nent teachers. 
 
 Mr. Wilbur A. Christy, a friend and associate of Mr. McGrana- 
 han, thus describes the years of preparation and early achievement, 
 
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and the steps by which he was led to consecrate himself to the work 
 of singing evangelist: 
 
 " The first term at this school was a veritable revela- 
 tion to the young singer, unfolding to his vision as in a 
 panorama the boundless wealth and beauty of song, at 
 which he had as yet but dimly guessed. Henceforth his 
 life was given to music and song. Here, too, he learned 
 other lessons than those set down in the books, for here he 
 met the young lady who afterwards became his wife, who, 
 being a ready accompanist, became a most efficient helper in 
 his later institute, convention and evangelistic work. 
 
 " In 1862 he became associated with the late J. G. 
 Towner, and for two years they held conventions and made 
 concert tours in the states of Pennsylvania and New York, 
 giving great satisfaction in the work. He now continued his 
 musical studies under Bassini, Webb, O'Neill, and others, 
 studying the art of teaching with that prince of teachers. Dr. 
 George F. Root, the art of conducting with Carl Zerrahn, 
 harmony under J. C. D. Parker, F. W. Root, and, later, 
 George A. Macfarren, of London. In 1875 he accepted a 
 position in the management of the National Normal Insti- 
 tute. Here he served as director and teacher for three 
 years. Dr. George F. Root continuing as principal. During 
 this time he was winning an enviable reputation in his conven- 
 tion work, and by his glee, chorus and class music, and Sab- 
 bath school songs published from time to time. His equip- 
 ment at this time for a successful career as a musical teacher 
 and composer was complete. He had become a cultured 
 musician, with a wide and growing reputation, his solo work 
 attracting much attention, and even more alluring prospects 
 were opening before him. Though he knew it not, God was 
 fitting him for His own work, and at this time was leading 
 him on to the 'parting of the ways,' where his decision 
 would determine all his future. 
 
 "From his earliest years his rare tenor voice had been 
 the wonder and delight of all who heard it, and now from 
 
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some of his most eminent teachers came the proposal that 
 he should enter upon a course of special training for the 
 operatic stage, in which career it was felt he would certainly 
 achieve fame and fortune. It was a dazzling prospect ; hut, 
 on the other hand, his intimate friend, P. P. Bliss, who had 
 given his wondrous voice to the service of song for Christ, 
 was urging him to do the same. Comparing his long course 
 of study and training to a man whetting his scythe, he 
 insisted that his friend should 'stop whetting his scythe, and 
 strike into the grain to reap for the Master. Mr. McGrana- 
 han, however, felt distrustful hoth of his adaptation to such 
 work and of his call to enter upon it. 
 
 "While matters were in this undecided state came the 
 dreadful catastrophe at Ashtahula, in which Bliss was 
 swept away, and in the sorrow of that terrible bereavement, 
 in the upward look for comfort and guidance, and in the 
 confident assurance of Major Whittle that he was to take up 
 the work of the lost singer, doubt and hesitancy gradually 
 faded away, and his course became clear. When he 
 became willing that God should decide for him, the decision 
 came at once. Not only by the assurance in his own mind, 
 but by the speedy receipt of letters from various places 
 where he had engagements for musical work, asking that they 
 be postponed or canceled, until of engagements covering 
 about three months not one was left him; he was free. If 
 the operatic world lost a star, the Christian world gained 
 one of its sweetest gospel singers, and the hand of God was 
 manifest in it all." 
 
 Major D. W. Whitde thus describes his first meeting with Mr. 
 McGranahan : 
 
 "A week before Mr. Bliss left me he was writing at the 
 table one day, and he read to me a letter he had written. 
 He said it was to a man he very much wanted to see in 
 Gospel work; he could write music and sing, and he wanted 
 him to sing for the Lord. He asked me if I knew any 
 evangelist who would go with his friend McGranahan. I 
 
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said I did not know of anybody; but if be would conse- 
 crate bimself to God someone would be raised up to accom- 
 pany bim. At Asbtabula a man came up to me and said, 
 'Mr. Bliss was one of my dearest friends; my name is 
 McGranaban.' Tbere stood before me tbe very man wbom 
 Mr. Bliss bad cbosen. We went to Cbicago ; and tbere it 
 pleased God to give my brotber a great blessing in bis soul. 
 Among Mr. Bliss' papers tbat came by luggage tram tbere 
 were many manuscripts, and amongst otbers tbe words of 
 tbe song, 'My Redeemer.' Mr. McGranaban prayed tbat 
 be migbt be able to wed it to music. One day wbile sitting 
 in my room I beard singing, and I went to listen. Tben I 
 beard for tbe first time tbe song tbat may be said to be Mr. 
 Bliss dying testimony of wbat Cbrist was to bim. 
 
 AS EVANGELIST AND GOSPEL SONG WRITER 
 
 With a consecration that was most thorough, Mr. and Mrs. Mc- 
 Granaban entered their new field, and to their great joy found it 
 most congenial. For eleven years he and Maj. D. W. Whittle were 
 associated as true yoke fellows in evangelistic work in various parts 
 of the United States, Great Britain, and Ireland. Two visits were 
 made to Great Britain, the first m 1 880, when they had great success 
 in meetings in which the leading ministers of the Kingdom cooperated, 
 in London, Perth, Glasgow, Edinburgh, Aberdeen, Dundee, Belfast, 
 and other places. The second visit was made in 1883, when they 
 were associated with Messrs. Moody and Sankey. 
 
 Mr. McGranahan's music has a quality that is all its own. It is 
 characterized by strength and vigor. Much that he has written will 
 live in the permanent hymnology of tbe Church. Such songs as "My 
 Redeemer," "I Shall be Satisfied," "The Crowning Day," "Showers 
 of Blessing," "O, how Love I Thy Law," and many others will voice 
 the praise of future generations in their worship of God. 
 
 Among the more elaborate pieces that Mr. McGranaban wrote, 
 "I am the Resurrection and the Life" has a power in its cumulative 
 effect and grandeur of treatment that would be hard to surpass. 
 
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Mr. McGranahan was pioneer in the use of the male choir in 
 Gospel song. When holding meetings at Worcester, Mass., a draught 
 which had not been noticed laid aside for the time being all the female 
 voices, and he found himself with a chorus of male voices only. 
 Always resourceful, he quickly adapted the music to male voices and 
 the meetings went on with great power. What was necessity at first 
 became a most popular and effective agency in the Gospel work. 
 Soon was published "Gospel Male Choir" Nos. 1 and 2, and the 
 Male Choir and Quartet are recognized forces in the Church today. 
 
 To Mr. McGranahan was due also the introduction of the un- 
 adorned words of Scripture to striking airs and harmonies. He loved 
 the Word, and if he could make the exact words of Scripture do ser- 
 vice as the chorus of a hymn he always did so. 
 
 The United Presbyterian Church owes much to Mr. McGrana- 
 han in the service he rendered in setting to appropriate music the 
 Psalms as used in the "Bible Songs." Some of his best music was 
 written for this purpose. 
 
 ENFORCED RETIREMENT. BUT GREAT ACTIVITY 
 
 In 1887 a break in Mr. McGranahan's health compeOed him 
 to give up active work in the evangelistic field. It was then that he 
 builded his beautiful home among his old friends at Kinsman, Ohio, 
 and settled down to devote himself, in his semi-retirement, to the com- 
 position of music which would still make him a sharer in the evange- 
 listic work of the period, at the same time earnestly longing and pray- 
 ing that, if the Master willed, he might again enter the evangelistic 
 field, and be used dire<5tly in that in which his heart so delighted — 
 the winning of souls. This wish was denied him, but the Church is 
 richer in its hymnology through his disappointment. Though his 
 health demanded limited hours at his desk, yet he was a prodigious 
 toiler while he could work, and a large number of his best hymns 
 were written in these days. He left a large number of unpublished 
 hymns, which Mrs. McGranahan, with the aid of her nephew. Prof. 
 Hugh H. McGranahnn, will edit and publish in the near future. 
 
 The Kinsman home, in the years of his retirement from public 
 life, became the center of healthful social life and deep religious in- 
 
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fluence in a way that will cause it to be remembered as a model 
 home. Mr. McGranahan was a prince of entertainers. He loved 
 good fellowship, and was masterful in blending the highest of the 
 social with the deepest of the spiritual so that the former was sancti- 
 fied and the latter made effective in every-day life. Without effort, 
 apparently, on his part, his guests would be treated to the most de- 
 lightful social feast, and, with all the naturalness that ought to be, 
 some appropriate hymns and a word of prayer would close the 
 pleasant hours. 
 
 Without children of his own and a great fondness for young life, 
 his large circle of nieces and nephews, grand-nieces and grand- 
 nephews, as well as other friends, counted a visit to "Uncle James' " 
 something to be looked forward to from one time to the next with 
 special delight. His sunny disposition drew all life to him, but it was 
 especially true of the young lives who found in him so faithful a friend. 
 
 His home life was ideal. It required no wall mottoes to pro- 
 claim that his was a Christian home. The very atmosphere was per- 
 meated with the spirit of the Master. He lived near his Savior, and 
 in the glad assurance of a present salvation and a confident expecta- 
 tion of his Lord's second coming, he was the apostle, at home and 
 abroad, of a Gospel of Good Cheer and Love. 
 
 Never did husband and wife more beautifully and fully supple- 
 ment each other than did Mr. and Mrs. McGranahan. Rich musical 
 gifts, with which both were endowed, first brought them together. 
 The harmony of those two rare voices as they blended so beautifully 
 in some uplifting Gospel song, was like the harmony of the two lives 
 that blended so perfedly that they seemed made for each other. 
 
 THE LAST DAYS 
 
 For eleven years diabetes had waged a steady warfare against 
 Mr. McGranahan's health. Valiantly and cheerfully he had met its 
 attacks, but the inevitable had to come. During the winter of 1 906-7 
 he had suffered much from increasing weakness, and when spring be- 
 gan to appear he was quite emaciated, and his growing weakness was 
 indication that the end might not be far away. In his anxiety to re- 
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him, as well as a hope that a change of treatment might enable him 
 to regain strength for some further service for the Master, he went to 
 the hospital at Meadville, Pa., where he remained till within three 
 weeks of his death. The treatment was beneficial and contributed 
 much to his comfort in his last weeks. His mind was stayed on God, 
 and he was kept in perfect peace. He expressed himself as longing 
 to depart and be with Christ, which was far better, but regretted 
 leaving in loneliness the wife who was so dear to him. His concern 
 for her, even to the last, was very tender. As the end drew near he 
 longed to return to the Kinsman home. His desire was granted, and 
 tenderly he was taken back to the place so dear to him. The change 
 revived him, and his friends found him so bright and cheerful that it 
 was impossible to believe that the hand of death was upon him. 
 Slowly he seemed to "slip away," as he himself expressed it, until on 
 July 9, after three days of unconsciousness, he went home to meet 
 the Savior whom he loved so well, and served so faithfully, and a 
 great host of kindred spirits who closely associated here had gone 
 on before. 
 
 THE FUNEf^AL 
 
 The precious body, in which so choice a spirit had dwelt, was 
 laid where the piano had stood in the room that had been consecrated 
 by the birth of many an inspiring hymn, and where his voice, now 
 hushed forever on earth, had so often lifted souls near to their Christ. 
 Death had stilled the voice and closed the eyes, but had not robbed 
 his face of its kindly smile and loving benedidlion that lingered for the 
 hundreds from far and near who had been drawn thither by the love 
 they bore him. 
 
 On Friday, July 1 2, the funeral services were held in the home. 
 Mr. W. R. Moody had left the Northfield Conference of which he 
 was in charge, that he might bring a tribute of love to his father's 
 friend and his, and representing his wife who is a daughter of Major 
 D. W. Whittle, the "true yoke fellow" of Mr. McGranahan in evan- 
 gelistic work, his well-chosen words made very real that glorious re- 
 union of those choice spirits in the better land. Rev. E. A. Jester, 
 pastor of the Methodist EpiscopaJ Church of Camibridge, Ohio, but 
 formerly a fellow townsman of Mr. McGranahan, came to tell what 
 
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the influence of that godly man had been upon him, and how much 
 he had loved him. Rev. F. A. Kerns, for several years Mr. Mc- 
 Granahan's pastor, and now of Youngstown, Ohio, spoke feelingly of 
 the life that had been so much to him in his early ministry, and whose 
 taking away he felt so keenly. Rev. L. P. McCulloch, pastor of the 
 Kinsman church, of which Mr. McGranahan was a member, very 
 appropriately conduced the services and spoke fitting words from a 
 heart sore with a great personal loss. The Church choir, who were 
 all warm friends of Mr. McGranahan, and from him had received 
 such constant help and encouragement, sang from his own hymns 
 messages of Faith and Hope. 
 
 Flowers in profusion were lavished upon the casket. Loving 
 friends had lined the grave with white, and festooned it with beauti- 
 ful floral and green covering, and in this, located in the beautiful Kins- 
 man cemetry, was placed the body of James McGranahan, to await 
 the coming of the returning Lord, which blessed hope entered so 
 fully into his life. 
 
 Many incidental references to the influences of Mr. McGrana- 
 han's life were heard in conversation among the friends at the funeral, 
 such as these: "No voice ever reached me as did his;" "James is 
 gone, but a life like his will never die ;" "When I first knew him his 
 voice was said to be impaired, but he still had more music in his voice 
 than I ever heard in any other man ;" "He came into my life at the 
 time I was young in the ministry, and I thank God for the blessing of 
 knowing him ; " I never met with him but that my Savior was more 
 to me because He was so much to him." 
 
 If James McGranahan sent forth a piece of music, or wrote a 
 letter of business or friendship, it would go winged with a fervent 
 prayer that it might be used to the glory of God. With a like fervent 
 prayer this sketch of his life, so inadequate and so poorly portraying 
 it, is written by one who has prized his love as one of the Heavenly 
 Father's best gifts, and who is profoundly grateful for all the help and 
 inspiration from the home and lives of these consecrated servants of 
 the Lord Jesus Christ, Mr. and Mrs. James McGranahan. 
 
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 His was a voice that was tuneful in song, 
 
 Singing the gospel of light. 
 His was a heart that for others was strong — 
 
 Strong for his Lord and the right. 
 
 Sweet are the notes he has woven in song. 
 
 Music was thrilling his soul. 
 Sweetly it bore his worn spirit along, 
 
 While he was nearing his goal. 
 
 Tender his strauns, yet so earnest and strong. 
 
 Rising and soaring above : 
 Bearing the hearts of the worshiping throng 
 
 Nearer the Author of Love. 
 
 Oft as his music rings out on the air. 
 Thoughts of the singer will come — 
 
 How he will sing in those regions so fair — 
 Sing in the spirit's bright home. 
 
 Rest thee, dear brother, so gentle and true. 
 
 Thine was a mission of love. 
 Though for a season we bid thee adieu, 
 
 Yet we shall greet thee above. 
 
 Mrs. Mary B. Wingate 
 
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At Twenty-three 
 The Popular Singing Teacher 
 
 
 At Thirty 
 The Convention Leader 
 
 At Thirty-seven 
 P P Bliss Consecrated Successor 
 
 At Forty-si )c 
 The Evangelist and Hymn Writer 
 
®1|^ Kinsman m^mnml Bniixct 
 
 T was truly fitting that the " Moody meetings " at Kinsman 
 should this year have as their chief feature a memorial 
 of the man who had founded and developed them. On 
 Sabbath, August 25, 1907, a most impressive service was 
 
 conducted, in which addresses were made by Rev. L. P. McCul- 
 
 loch, the pastor of the Kinsman church, and Dr. Henry Ostrom. 
 
 There was a great deal of singing of Mr. McGranahan's favorite 
 
 hymns. 
 
 ADDRESS BY THE REV. L. P. McCULLOCH 
 
 I can scarcely think of anything that I should like to do more 
 than to speak in this memorial service ; yet I can think of few things 
 that would be more difficult. 
 
 I speak as the pastor of Professor McGranahan. In doing so, my 
 remarks must necessarily be of a somewhat reminiscent character. 
 As many of you know, I am holding my first pastorate here in the 
 Presbyterian Church of Kinsman. When in my senior year in the 
 Seminary at Auburn, I received a letter asking me to come here and 
 preach as a prospective candidate for the pastorate of this church. 
 All I knew of Kinsman at that time, except that it was located in Ohio, 
 was that it was the home of that sweet singer, James McGranahan, 
 and that these great meetings were held in a natural amphitheatre 
 in the woods. 
 
 My only fear in coming was that of preaching to such a man 
 as James McGranahan. He was a man of large experience and of 
 wide association with the best preachers of his generation ; how 
 could I preach to a man like that ? But I shall never forget my 
 first meeting with him. It was during my first evening in Kinsman. 
 Having taken tea with a member of the Session, I was told that 
 Mr. McGranahan wished to see me. As I walked into his presence, 
 he took me by the hand and said, "Young man, I am glad to look 
 
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into your countenance," but I felt that he was looking to the depths 
 of my heart. At once I felt at home with him. His greatness was 
 forgotten; he was my friend, and soon he was my helper, and 
 companion. As I took up the duties of the pastorate, it was worth 
 more than my words can tell, to see that sympathetic face in my 
 audience. I soon came to regard him as a pillar in the church, and in 
 addition to his strength of character, there was a kindliness, a beauty 
 and sweetness, that one could not fail to appreciate. 
 
 In the description of the first Hebrew temple, we are told that 
 "On the top of the pillars was lily work." Mr. McGranahan com- 
 bined in his character the strength of the pillar and the beauty of the 
 lily. He was strong because a man of convictions. One did not 
 have trouble in finding where he stood b relation to moral questions. 
 
 The very impersonation of sincerity, he could no more bear a 
 sham than he could sacrifice his principles for the sake of policy. 
 The beauty of his life shone out through his cheerfulness under all 
 circumstances. There was refreshment in his appreciation of the 
 beauties of nature. He drank in sweetness from the flowers and 
 the birds, he leeumed lessons from the fields and the trees. Nothing 
 in nature was too insignificant or too common to beget appreciation 
 from him. Had he possessed the title to all the earth, I am sure he 
 would have used it well : while he did possess but am insignificant 
 fraction of it, he really inherited all because of the open heart and re- 
 ceptive mind with which he listened to all of God's messengers. 
 
 Whence came these qualities ? They were his because he was 
 a man of two worlds. While with his feet he trod the earth, his 
 head was in the clouds. He related the things of time and sense to 
 the unseen realities ; he measured men and ideas by the standards 
 of eternity ; he was faithful and cheerful because he could hear the 
 footfalls on the other shore. So he was not dragged down nor con- 
 taminated by the things of this world. As in memory I linger over 
 the victories of his life, there comes to me the promise, "Him that 
 overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God." 
 
 ADDRESS OF DR. HENRY OSTROM 
 
 I have heard with deepest interest these words of Mr. McCuUoch 
 concerning the purity and gentleness, the brotherliness and spiritual 
 
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greatness of our distinguished friend, James McGranahan, and so 
 deeply do I affirm them that to stand on this platform at Kinsman 
 and recall how much he did to promote this work, and how cheer- 
 fully he bore responsibilities connected with the well-being of this 
 community, makes me feel like declaring, without a moment's hesita- 
 tion, that we do not speak of a dead man, but rather that "it had 
 come to pass that the time that he should be received up" had 
 arrived. He has been translanted. His exaltation has been accom- 
 plished. It is not death, but the greater life. 
 
 I speak conservatively when I remind you of the value of this 
 great soul to the people as it poured itself out in music. We laud 
 the inventor, we compliment the scientist, we say that the man who 
 can whistle to the dogs of the air so that they come to the kennel 
 and then rush out, their very breath a power with which to light 
 cities and move great machinery, is a "wizard." 
 
 But what can we say of the man who can court angels of melody 
 until they come to find a home under this skull, and then, after he has 
 fellowshipped with them, sends them forth to carry the Gospel of 
 the Saviour of men into the very midmost of the hearts of the people? 
 
 Geology, and botany, and astronomy great as they are, cannot 
 approach in greatness this wonderful field of music. To be friendly 
 to melody, and have melody in turn respond favorably to your friend- 
 ship, how few have been honored with such a gift ! 
 
 What must it mean for a man to take the words, 
 
 "TTiere shall be showers of blessing. 
 
 This is the promise of love, 
 There shall be seasons refreshing 
 Sent from the Saviour above," 
 
 and amid spiritual dearth where the people fear and quake in the 
 presence of adverse conditions, set them to singing this song of 
 assurance in America and Europe, Asia, Africa and the islands of 
 the sea ? I speak well withm the limits when I say that it is real 
 greatness. 
 
 What must it be to be able to take the words, 
 
 "The crowning day is coming, 
 
 The glory draweth nigh. 
 The aowning day is coming by and by," 
 
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and put them on a current of melody and send them laving the brow 
 and heart of the discouraged in factory and kitchen, on sea and land, 
 in the church prayer-meeting and the great thronging assembly, or 
 at the couch of the soul verging eternity ? And many of these mel- 
 odies have enriched the spirit after they have been heard or sung. 
 For months and years the breath has given newness of life to those 
 who could no more sing them to their tune than could our great 
 and God-honored Moody. 
 
 When I think of James McGranahan I do not stop long to 
 consider the sweet holy atmosphere of the home over here by the 
 village edge, or the calmness of spirit one feels when he stands under 
 the old apple tree back of the house. I halt but briefly to con- 
 sider the blessing of the Kinsman meeting, and the good influence 
 of a godly citizen in this county ; for I hasten to remind you that 
 when a great Christian musician ascends to God he has bequeathed 
 to us his influence over those angels of melody which abide year 
 in and year out to express more perfectly the munificence of God's 
 heart. As a man he was noble, at home he was lovely, in the 
 church he was Christly, in the community he was honorable, but 
 the world on land and sea cherishes his music, and it is for that 
 he will be more widely knovm. 
 
 Some lives we are permitted to see which when they go into 
 eternity seem to have gone because the glory of the eternal out- 
 weighed the capacity for the life in the flesh. The upper attraction 
 was too great for them to remain here below. The magnetism of the 
 throne drew them from the footstool. 
 
 Say not that death is stepping into the bog ; say not that death 
 is closing the career (we are here to-day in memory of a Christian 
 man) ; death is planting the foot upon the rock ; death is beginning 
 the higher career ; death, as St. Paul said, is the loosening of the cables 
 and putting out to sea ; death, as was said on the Mount of Transfigura- 
 tion, is the " exodus," and it is no such dreary journey to the Christian 
 to pass out into that eternal. Elijah, the mountaineer, thought that 
 the trip would be so comfortable that he would not need to take his 
 cloak, so he threw that back for Elisha. Lazarus, having been a poor 
 beggar and not well accustomed to long journeys, was carried by 
 
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the angels, to make the trip comfortable, I think, and to keep him from 
 getting dizzy. Oh, death to the Christian looks to heaven, the third 
 heaven and the heaven of heavens ; but to whatever else, it looks 
 to melody. 
 
 So let us gird ourselves and loyally sing our vv^ay through, mak- 
 ing melody in our hearts unto the Lord, until we greet this lovely 
 spirit and share with him in singing the song unto the Lamb in the 
 midst of the throne. He was great here, but now it is "far 
 better." One of the apostles, having been but a few months in 
 heaven, looked so beautiful that St. John, in the Revelation, says he 
 fell down to worship him ; and by the truth with which such a 
 circumstance suggests, what do you think it would be like to hear 
 James McGranahan sing to-day ! The comfort and confidence in 
 the hearts of his widow and kindred would be even deeper and 
 steadier, I think, could they see for one moment how great his gain 
 in being absent from the body and present with the Lord. 
 
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iirmartal §>tvbm in OHitragn 
 
 jVER since the days of Mr. McGranahan's active evan- 
 gelistic work, he has kept in close touch with the Moody 
 Church and the Bible Institute in Chicago. His visits 
 there were always much appreciated. A memorial ser- 
 vice was held in the church on the evening of August 25, 1907, 
 at which the pastor of the church, Dr. A. C. Dixon, and the music 
 director of the Institute, Dr. D. B. Tovmer, made addresses. 
 
 DR. A. C. DIXON'S ADDRESS 
 
 Several years ago I received an invitation from Mr. McGran- 
 ahan to go to Kinsman, O., and preach in what he called "The 
 Moody Meetings." Mr. Moody preached several times in the Fair 
 Grounds, in a great auditorium under the trees, seating about six 
 thousand people. When Mr. Moody preached, every seat was 
 usually full and the woods around were full. I had the pleasure 
 of spending several days in the home of this sweet singer. My 
 impression was that he was an ideal Christian gentleman. He was 
 so gentle — "Thy gentleness hath made me great." And yet with 
 that gentleness he was very strong. He was a man of faith. He 
 believed the Bible to be the Word of God. He was a man of 
 prayer. He let God speak to him out of the Book, and he was 
 fond of speaking to God in prayer. He was a man of hope. He 
 believed in the blessed hope of the return of the Lord, or he 
 would not have written the hyirm, "Christ Retumeth," that stirred 
 our hearts as Dr. Towner sang it to-night. 
 
 A few months ago I heard that Mr. McGranahan was in the 
 Palmer House sick. I at once went down to call on him. I 
 found him very feeble, having a professional nurse with him. He had 
 been in poor health for several years. I shall carry, until I meet 
 him in glory, the impression that that interview gave me. He Sciid 
 with a smile, "I thought perhaps the Lord would call me, but if He 
 
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wants me here a while longer, I am ready to stay." He said, "I 
 am ready to go," and he talked about going as if it were to his marriage, 
 or as if it were going on a vacation, out of school. He was looking 
 forwcird to the time as release from suffering and from weakness, 
 and yet he had the thought that he would like to stay and work awhile 
 longer if it was God's will. When I talked with him, 1 found that 
 he knew he could not live very long. He was certain that death 
 was near and he was ready. There was not a tremor. Death 
 had been conquered for him. I went out of that room determined 
 as never before to preach Jesus Christ, the Conqueror of death, the 
 One who died for us, and in dying killed death for the Christian, 
 so that he can say, "To depart and be with Christ is far better "; 
 " To die is gain "; " The time of my departure is at hand "; " I 
 have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept 
 the faith ; henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, 
 which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day." 
 He had pleasant memories of the past — the times of association 
 with Dr. Towner and others — but his "henceforth" was the bright 
 part. Death did not shadow it ; disease did not shadow it. He 
 was looking through the vista into eternity, and his face was all 
 aglow v/ith the light that came from the celestial hills. 
 
 That sort of religion is worth having. When John Wesley 
 said, in his first report of the Methodist movement, "Our people die 
 well," he stated a fact worth noting — that a man who believes in 
 Jesus Christ will die well. He does not have to pretend that 
 there is no such thing as death, and he has not to take an opiate. 
 He can look death in the face and smile, because he can look 
 beyond death into the glory that is reserved for him. I have just 
 been thinking what a time Mr. Moody, Major Whittle, Geo. C. 
 Needham, P. P. Bliss, James McGranahan, and scores of others who 
 have gone up within the gates from this church are having in heaven 
 to-night. I will warrant McGranahan is singing. He did love music. 
 He had a passion for music. He liked any sort of music. I was quite 
 surprised that he had in his home in Kinsman a symphony self- 
 playing organ, on which he took great delight in rendering the 
 orchestra scores of the world's most famous classical music. When 
 he could get a group of his friends about him, he delighted to 
 
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sing the gospel songs, and though his voice was not as strong as 
 it used to be, he made melody in his heart that God listened to. 
 
 As you sang "Hallelujah for the Cross," I could hear his 
 voice above the chorus in heaven. The fact is that this song is 
 an echo from heaven, for up there they sing, "Worthy is the Lamb 
 that was slain "; and as you read through Revelation you will find 
 the word "Hallelujah" coming from the celestial choir. The Jews 
 tell us that the Hebrew is to be the language of heaven. They love it 
 so well that they think it will do for heaven, and there is one word of 
 it that is the language of heaven certainly, and that is the word 
 " Hallelujah." It is a Hebrew word, and is untranslatable. 
 When you find it in Greek, it is "Hallelujah"; when you find it 
 in English, it is "Hallelujah"; when you find it in French, it is 
 "Hallelujah"; when you find it in German, it is "Hallelujah"; 
 when you find it in Swedish, it is "Hallelujah"; and when you find 
 it in Dutch, it is "Hallelujah." You cannot translate it. It looks 
 as though all the Christians on earth were practicing on that word 
 for the chorus in heaven. "Hallelujah for the Cross." 
 
 Mr. McGranahan believed in the power of the cross of Jesus 
 to save and transform character. Have you accepted his Saviour ? 
 Are you ready to die as well as to live ? Have you the passport 
 across into the other world, the passport that makes you happy to 
 think of ? If you have not, I offer you his Saviour. Accept Him 
 by faith and love and serve him as God may give you opportunity. 
 
 Oh, blessed God, it is a part of heaven to love and serve 
 Christ. Though our brother has passed into the land of joy and 
 glory, we have a foretaste of it here, as we love his Saviour and 
 sing his songs. Give us the fulness of his Christ, for Jesus* sake. 
 Amen. 
 
 EXTRACTS FROM DR. D. B. TOWNER'S ADDRESS 
 
 We are not here to-night to eulogize a man, but we do wish 
 to pay a last tribute to one we love. I came to know Mr. McGrana- 
 han when I was only a lad. In 1 863 our paths first touched. "Mac 
 and Addie," as we always called them, were associated with my 
 father in musical conventions, and in musical institutes and concerts 
 for a number of years, then he went into work for himself. His first 
 
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work was among the children. He became famous through north- 
 eastern Pennsylvania and southern-central New York as a leader 
 of children's choruses. It was in these concerts that I first began 
 to sing in public. 
 
 Being associated with Major Whittle put Mr. McGranahan into 
 contact with Moody and Sankey in England, Scotland and Ireland. 
 Perhaps the greatest work of Major Whittle and Mr. McGranahan 
 was in Scotland. When over there a few years ago I found numer- 
 ous very warm friends of Mr. and Mrs. McGranahan in Edinburgh, 
 where they had a great work, and also in other parts of Scotland, 
 Ireland and England. It was in London where Mr. McGranahan 
 organized the first male chorus in England for gospel singing. There 
 were one hundred men in the chorus, all said to be converts of the 
 meetings. They became very famous m England, and held together 
 for a great many years. Mr. McGranahan was the first man to pub- 
 lish a book of gospel songs exclusively for male voices. Since then 
 a great many have been published. 
 
 By the songs we have sung to-night you will notice he was a 
 joyous Christian. A great deal of his music was fuU of praise and 
 "Hallelujah." I suppose we never will be able to fully estimate 
 the good that Mr. McGranahan has done until the Books are opened 
 up yonder because his influence will go on in these songs that we 
 have been singing, and others that we will not be able to sing to-night, 
 that he has given to the world. 
 
 His songs have done good. They have lived and run a race. 
 Many of them are still living. Some of them, of course, that he wrote 
 on current topics, have passed away, but served their purpose and 
 did a great deal of good. 
 
 While we shall never see Mr. McGranahan again on this earth 
 we certainly shall not forget to love him ; we shall not forget to sing 
 his music ; we shall not forget to pray that it may be a blessing to others 
 as it has been to us ; we shall not forget, if we are so fortunate as to 
 enter through the pearly gates, to expect to meet him and clasp his 
 hand again and talk over the good times that we have had here. 
 
 More than once Mr. McGranahan has come to me and offered, 
 and I have accepted, his brotherly advice about matters, after my 
 
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father was taken away. Because of this close relation I look upon 
 him almost as an elder brother, and I expect that when I reach the 
 glory land that I shall meet Mr. McGranahan in the midst of that 
 innumerable company that are around the throne, praising God day 
 and night, singing, not the songs that he has written or we have loved 
 to sing that he has written, but the new song of "Moses and the 
 Lamb." 
 
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ii^mnnal S^nbm ttt Pu^bln, ffiolnraJio 
 
 ANY who have been associated with Mr. McGranahan in 
 evangelistic work used the occasion of his home-going to 
 tell of his life and work. Among these was Rev. William 
 H. Bates, D.D., who conducted a memorial in his church, 
 the Presbyterian Church, of Pueblo, Col. 
 
 EXTRACT FROM ADDRESS OF DR. W. H. BATES 
 
 Personally Mr. McGranahan was one of the most lovable men I 
 ever met, gentle, kind, modest, unassuming, refined, cultured, winsome, 
 sincere, devoted — one could not help loving him. As a singer, since 
 the first time I heard him he has been the standard by which I have 
 measured all singers of sacred song. I have heard those who approx- 
 imated but never equaled him. His voice, for sweetness, compass, 
 power, was phenomenal. His enunciation was as perfect as though 
 the words were spoken instead of sung. His wife usually played his 
 accompaniments, and sometimes sang alto with him. He would stand 
 at the end of a cabinet organ, perfectly impassive, not a look, act or 
 anything that would attradl attention to himself, and there send forth 
 a flood of melody bearing on its crest the sentiment, thought, feeling 
 of the words that were sung. You saw, not McGranahan, but the 
 Saviour. His was the most complete exemplification I ever beheld of 
 the phrase, "Hiding behind the cross." 
 
 And the pathos of his voice was wonderful. I have heard 
 singers — a few, very few — the quality of whose tones touched the 
 fountain of my tears. McGranahan's voice had this quality. I suc- 
 ceeded at Adams, northern New York, in the church where Finney 
 was converted, a minister who went to Ottawa, Ills., and he told me 
 this incident which illustrates my point: Whittle and McGranahan 
 went there for an evangelistic campaign. For some ten days or more 
 they labored and apparently made almost no impression. Ottawa 
 hearts seemed harder than adamant and it was questioned if there 
 
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were any available power that could make them feel. There was to 
 be a meeting in the opera house on Sunday afternoon for men only. 
 It was looked forward to with fear and foreboding. As the crowd 
 assembled the atmosphere seemed almost petrific. The courage and 
 hope of the evangelists were sinking. Mr. McGranahan came for- 
 ward upon the stage and sang "My Trundle Bed." The men were 
 carried back to the old boyhood home. They were children again. 
 Dear household scenes were brought before them, and as they rum- 
 maged in the attic they found the trundle bed in which they used to 
 sleep; and with the refrain of each stanza they heard again the 
 sweetest thing that mortal ears can ever hear — a mother's crooning 
 lullaby : 
 
 " Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, 
 Holy angels guard thy bed ! " 
 
 The song and the pathos with which it was sung just melted all 
 those hard hearts and flooded the eyes with tears ; and thus the way 
 was opened for the preacher and for the effectual entrance of the 
 saving truths he had to present. A mighty work was wrought in 
 Ottawa. 
 
 Mr. McGranahan was the most prolific, and, in the judgment of 
 many, he is the best writer of so-called gospel music. In "Gospel 
 Hymns Combined," the book we are using to-night, there are, if my 
 count be correct, one hundred and twenty of his pieces, nine of which 
 we have on our program for singing. He is the editor or joint editor 
 of seventeen or more books of music. 
 
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FROM THE LONDON " CHRISTIAN " 
 
 p|HE two visits of Mr. and Mrs. McGranahan to Europe made 
 for them a wide circle of friends, particularly in the British 
 Isles. The Christian, of London, contained in its issue of 
 September 19, 1907, an appreciation under the title of 
 " Famous Song Evangelist," from which liberal extracts are here given : 
 
 " FAMOUS SONG EVANGELIST— 
 "THE LATE MR. JAMES McGRANAHAN 
 
 "There was sorrow in many hearts when it became known that 
 — as was intimated in our columns at the time — on July 9 last Mr. 
 McGranahan had passed peacefully to be with the Lord. Some 
 years had elapsed since he had been obliged by impaired health to 
 retire from active evangelistic labor ; but there are many in this 
 country, and a vastly greater number in America, who remember 
 with deep affection the sweet singer of the Gospel. 
 
 "It is deeply instructive to note that Mr. McGranahan set forth 
 an outline of his belief in the following simple sentences : 
 
 " *( 1 ) Salvation is not the result of a Christian life, but rather 
 its cause ; not the fruit but the tree ; it is the result of believing on 
 Jesus. (2) 'Eternal life' is not a prize to be awarded at the end of 
 the Chri^ian race, but a gift to be taken at the beginning in order to 
 enter the race. (3) We are not to run the Christian race in order 
 to be 'saved at last,' but first to be saved in order to run. (4) A 
 heart without Christ therein can no more bring forth Christian fruit 
 than a garden without the vine can produce grapes. 'He that hath 
 the Son hath life ; he that hath not the Son of God hath not life.* 
 
 "Having severed their other connections, Mr. and Mrs. McGrana- 
 han threw themselves whole-heartedly into evangelistic work. From east 
 to west and from north to south they traveled over the United States. 
 
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Sometimes they accompanied Mr. Moody, and at other times Major 
 Whittle ; but their services were also much in demand on their own 
 account. Two long-to-be-remembered visits were paid to Europe. 
 Close and constant contact with the work led to a deeper realization 
 of the needs and longings of men and women ; and experience proved 
 that Mr. McGranahan's song-messages touched the hearts of the people. 
 
 "During his first sojourn in England he edited 'Songs of the Gos- 
 pel; much of the music being his own composition. This was widely 
 used', and was followed by the 'Gospel Male Chorus Book,' which 
 proved specially serviceable where large numbers of men had been 
 gathered in through evangelistic work — as in the case of the great 
 Mizpah Band at Glasgow. Again, in the preparation of successive 
 editions of 'The Christian Choir,' Mr. McGranahan's name was asso- 
 ciated with that of Mr. Sankey. The abiding character of his work 
 is proved by the fact that all these books are still available, and highly 
 valued in many quarters. Those in all parts of the world who have 
 used 'Sacred Songs and Solos' also know well how he was enabled to 
 set to appropriate music many hymns written by Major Whittle (under 
 the signature, 'El Nathan') and others. He also possessed himself 
 the true poetic gift, writing under various arrangements of his initials. 
 
 "His arrangements of the words of others were used with great 
 effect. For in^ance, the original of the hymn, *Are you coming home, 
 ye wanderers,' was — as Mr. Sankey tells us in his book, 'My Life 
 and Sacred Songs, — written by a young lady in Scotland, who signed 
 herself 'C. C It fell into Mr. McGranahan's hands, and he 
 rearranged the poem somewhat, also setting it to music. Since its 
 publication in this form it has been a blessing to many. 
 
 "A vn\d young soldier was induced to attend a Gospel meeting in 
 London. As he entered, this hymn was being sung, and made a deep 
 impression on him. He returned the next evening, and continued to 
 attend the services until he was enabled to realize that the Lord Jesus 
 Christ had redeemed him. 'I had to come,' was his testimony, 'that 
 hymn would not let me stay away. All night long that question of the 
 song, both in the words and the music, kept returning to me, demand- 
 ing an answer — Are you coming home to-night ?* 
 
 "Another general favorite, of which the words were arranged 
 and the music supplied by Mr. McGranahan, has been, 'Someone will 
 
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enter the pearly gate, by and by.* An active minister in the western 
 States wrote Mr. Sankey that, at the close of a service in a town he 
 was passing through, the minister who presided invited him to sing a 
 solo. He was led to choose this piece. In the audience was a well- 
 educated man, evidently under the influence of drink. He said 
 afterwards that he either failed to hear or forgot all about the sermon, 
 but he heard the song, and the words, 'Shall you ? Shall I ?' kept 
 ringing in his ears, until he gave his heart to God. The man became 
 known in later years as a faithful minister of the Gospel. 
 
 "The words of 'I know not the hour when my Lord may come,' 
 were from the pen of Mr. Bliss. The need for such testimony was 
 borne in on his mind by the publication of 'The Gates Ajar,' by 
 Elizabeth Stuart Phelps, a story which aroused much criticism. Mr. 
 Sankey explains that Mr. Bliss felt the Scriptural teaching, that we 
 should be 'with the Lord,' to be sufficient for spiritual contentment — 
 offsetting the "1 know not" of speculation bj^ the "I know" of faith.' 
 He handed the piece to Mr. McGranahan, asking whether he could 
 set it to music. The latter worked at it a long time without being 
 able to satisfy himself with the result. One night the family went to 
 their rooms, leaving him in the parlor at the piano. Finally, dissatisfied 
 with the result of his efforts, he threw himself down and fell into a 
 doze. Suddenly he awoke, and the tune, chorus and all, had come 
 — different from the harmonies upon which he had been working. 
 When he sang it in the morning Mr. Bliss was delighted, and imme- 
 diately adopted it for use. 
 
 "When strength began to fail, Mr. and Mrs. McGranahan settled 
 at Kinsman, Ohio. He still devoted all his powers to the composition 
 of Gospel hymns and music ; and friends well qualified to judge have 
 spoken of some of these latest works as among the best. Testimony 
 is borne by his pastor and others that the influence on the community 
 of that home circle was strongly for good. Large numbers of young 
 people and others found both pleasure and profit in the society into 
 which they were cordially welcomed. The poor knew also that in 
 that home they would meet with genuine sympathy and help ; and 
 appeals on behalf of many a good cause were assured of generous 
 consideration. We whose privilege it was to know Mr. McGranahan 
 
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in private life will ever describe him as a man of singular sweetness of 
 disposition, combined with a great desire to be used by his Lord and 
 Master in the ingathering of souls. It was truly said of him that he 
 sang with the simplicity of a child, but it was masterly simplicity. 
 
 FROM WILLIAM R. MOODY 
 
 Thirty years ago Mr. and Mrs. P. P. Bliss were killed in the 
 fearful Ashtabula catastrophe, and their loss seemed to the Christian 
 world an irreparable one. It was at this time that Mr. and Mrs. 
 James McGranahan entered evangelistic work and became associated 
 with my father, Mr. D. L. Moody. In missions in both Great Britain 
 and American, they were associated with him for more than ten years, 
 as well as with my father-in-law. Major D. W. Whittle. 
 
 Mr. McCranahan's sweet Christian spirit, his earnest sympathy 
 in every phase of evangelistic effort, and his untiring endeavors in in- 
 creasing the efficiency of the service of song, endeared him to all who 
 were associated with him. In addition to active labors in the evange- 
 listic field, Mr. McGranahan contributed over one hundred and fifty 
 hymns which he composed, toward the several Gospel Hymns, many 
 of which will live in the Christian hymnology of the future. 
 
 In the passing from earthly service of Mr. McGranahan there has 
 been felt a keen loss in the Christian Church, and to many friends, 
 but in this sorrow we must not lose sight of the joy which comes to 
 him and to others with whom in years past he has been so closely 
 associated, in the reunion in that city where sorrow and sighing have 
 passed away. 
 
 FROM REV. J. WILBUR CHAPMAN. D.D. 
 
 There are but few men numbered among my acquaintances in the 
 past whose characters stand out like mountain peaks as I think of 
 them. Mr. Moody towers the highest, and next to him along evan- 
 gelistic lines I think I can say stands Professor James McGrancihan. 
 His hymns have always moved me, through and through. 
 
 When I was a pastor in Albany, N. Y., a suggestion made by 
 Mr. Moody changed my entire idea of preaching and Christian service. 
 He told me he thought that I ought to make my services evangelistic, 
 
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and that if I did that I might reasonably expect success. I was utterly 
 in the dark as to what evangelistic services might be, although I had 
 for years been in the ministry. When I explained my dilemma to 
 him, he said that first of all I ought to change the character of the 
 music and give the people a chance to sing. He himself semt me a 
 supply of hymn books, which then wrere published in a five cent 
 •word edition only, and when 1 had begun the song services in my 
 church, the crowds became so great that the building was unable to 
 hold them. This marked the beginning of my evangelistic experience, 
 and the hymns used w^ere those written by James McGranahan. 
 
 So, long before I knew him, I loved him for his work's sake, 
 and I also felt that his hymns were of the very highest type along evan- 
 gelistic lines. 
 
 When I was a pastor in Philadelphia, he came one day to the 
 Bethany Sunday school, w^hich was a part of my church, and as he 
 stepped upon the platform, he introduced himself in the quiet, modest 
 way so like him. I w^anted him to sing, but he was as bashful about 
 it as a child, and when he did sing, I can remember to this day how 
 his sweet tenor voice thrilled me. We gave him the Chautauqua 
 salute in the Sunday school, and the man who had sung his way 
 around the world, and whose h5Tnns w^ere used in almost every 
 Christian Church, blushed as if it had been the first time he ever 
 appeared before a crowd. With this personal introduction I was 
 drawn to James McGranahan for his own sake. 
 
 After Mr. Moody's death I was invited to Kinsman, Ohio, Mr. 
 McGranahan's home, and asked to take charge of the Kinsman 
 meetings, held in the grove not far from the McGranahan home. It 
 w^as there that I saw^ my friend among his own personal friends, 
 and especially in his home, and where I began to have an affection 
 for him too great to be expressed in words. I never have known a 
 gentler, rarer soul. He was Christlike in everything he did. 1 con- 
 ferred with him about an intricate business proposition which would 
 greatly have angered most men, but when he told me that he had 
 been injured, he told me with tears in his eyes and a pathetic ring 
 in his voice. His whole treatment of the subject was as Christlike 
 as anything I have ever seen. 
 
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His music will sing itself on through the years, and there are 
 some of his hymns which I should like to be singing, if I could, as 
 I pass from time to eternity. 
 
 James McGranahan's professional career was of the highest sort; 
 his evangelistic experience was of the very best — but his home life 
 w^as almost more beautiful than any other part of his life. Thousands 
 of people rise up and call him blessed, and among this number I 
 count myself privileged to stand. 
 
 FROM REV. FRANCIS A. KERNS 
 
 I deem it a great pleasure and privilege to have known Mr. Mc- 
 Granahan, to have loved him, and to have had a share of the love 
 of that broad, s5Tnpathetic heart. Aside from my father, no man 
 ever came so fully into my heart and led me heavenward as he. He 
 taught me the blending of true humilily and greatness of character. 
 His was not a mere profession of words, but a more eloquent pro- 
 fession by a life surrendered to the Master's service. 
 
 The first time I heard him and Mrs. McGranahan sing, music 
 seemed to have a new meaning. They sang "God is now willing, 
 are you?" With tears coursing down their cheeks and voices touched 
 by the pathos of souls yearning for lost souls, I thought they were 
 truly ambassadors for Christ Jesus, beseeching men to be reconciled 
 to Him. Subsequent years of acquaintance strengthened my belief. 
 
 The yearning of his soul was for a prolonged life in which to 
 serve the Master. One evening after prayer meeting, in which I 
 was illustrating the need of the Holy Spirit for Christian work by 
 the main-spring of my watch, he said "1 need new works in my 
 watch." I answered, "New works?" He said, "Well, I need them 
 greatly renovated." I said, "You are discouraged because your health 
 will not permit you to take part as you once did. When you are not 
 permitted to work you may find pleasure in the fact that your hymns 
 are doing good all over the world." His answer was full of his 
 characteristic humility and yearning : " I had scarcely thought of 
 taking any congratulations to myself on the score of what I have 
 done. I hope the Lord will give me grace to not be satisfied with 
 what I have done. My prayer is that He will give me ten years 
 
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more of service." Nearly ten years were given, but broken by sea- 
 sons of sickness which prevented his doing as much as he vnshed. 
 He lived in the spirit of that beautiful hymn, 
 
 "I know not the hour when my Lord will come 
 To take me away to His own dear home; 
 
 But I know that His presence will lighten the gloom. 
 And that will be heaven for me." 
 
 But limitations and hindrances often enrich our lives. He was 
 able to sing with the pathos of such enriching experience of the 
 years : 
 
 "Not now, but in the coming years. 
 
 It may be in a better land, 
 We'll read the meaning of our tears 
 
 And there, sometime, we'll understand." 
 
 And who knows? Perhaps he may have the privilege of com- 
 posing some of the songs to be sung around the throne, and the 
 experiences of life will fit him for more perfect composition than 
 even the most beautiful of his compositions here, and that sweetest 
 of voices restored, and made even clearer and more resonant in 
 the vivifying atmosphere of heaven. And may he not even now be 
 permitted to lead some of the heavenly choirs ? And may we not, 
 some day, blend our voices with his in grand harmony around the 
 throne of Him who hath redeemed us. 
 
 Sweet were his compositions here, but — 
 
 "The music of heaven is sweeter in measure. 
 
 And purer in every strain. 
 Than the music of earth, though it fills us with pleasure. 
 
 As it thrillingly rolls over valley and plain. 
 
 "The music of heaven is grander in rhyming 
 
 Than any that mortal e'er toned. 
 And the mansions of glory forever are chiming 
 
 With the songs that come up to the Saviour enthroned. 
 
 'Oh music of heaven, so rich and so sweet ! 
 Oh joy it will bring us, so full and complete." 
 
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FROM REV. EDWIN A. JESTER 
 
 For sixteen years it was my privilege to be intimately acquainted 
 with Prof. James McGranahan. It was one of the richest blessings 
 that has come into my life to have been associated with a man of 
 such fibre. Our first acquaintance was when, for a time, he was a 
 member of the congregation to which I preached and unusual oppor- 
 tunity was afforded to know his spirit and character. To talk with 
 him vv^as alw^ays an inspiration. With him it required no av^kw^ard 
 transition to talk about Jesus the Saviour. It v/as just as natural as to 
 speak of any of his friends who lived neeir him. When he spoke of 
 Jesus it was w^ith a rare blending of reverence and confidence, 
 without familiarity yet in a tone w^hich suggested close acquaintance 
 and companionship. 
 
 In the closest conversation, at the most trying times of his life, 
 I cannot recall that I ever heard him speak in a censorious spirit or 
 utter one unkind word, or indeed a word which it would not have 
 been perfectly proper to have spoken in any company at any time. 
 
 He had an intense desire to see the spiritual life of the community 
 in which he lived advanced. To this end he planned much and 
 gave liberally of his means and was wont to say, "What do you think 
 of this plan and how can it be made to mean most to our community?" 
 
 He was liberal in his charities, but never peiraded them and those 
 helped by him often did not know the source of their help. While 
 pastor in Kinsman he would say to me : "Do you know any place 
 where a little money is needed ? Are there any poor people who 
 might wisely be helped ? If you find any such, kindly let me know. 
 They need not know where the money comes from." 
 
 He loved the beautiful and thanked God for it. One day I met 
 him coming home with a fine boquet. As he approached me he held 
 it up and said : "When the Lord makes flowers like these, don't you 
 think it is right for us to wear them and enjoy them ? " 
 
 His palatial home was so liberally shared with others that it is 
 not easy to estimate how large a blessing it was, nor the extent of the 
 influence which went out from it. Because of his wide acquaintance 
 in musical circles, it was possible for him to bring together rare musical 
 talent, and here it has been my privilege to see what has seemed to 
 
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me the realizarion of the ideal in social occasions. The company was 
 fir^ inspired by solos and instrumental seledtions of high order. Even 
 the conversation w^ith which it was interspersed was tempered by his 
 gentleness. After dainty refreshments, which he and his wife knew 
 so well how to plan for their guests, he would bring out a liberal sup- 
 ply of a Gospel Song book and say, "Let us all sing some hymns." 
 With his wife at the piano, he would lead, often telling an incident 
 connected with the use of the song, of how God had made it a bless- 
 ing to a soul at one of the meetings conducted by Moody or Major 
 Whittle, until instead of seeming unnatural or strained, there was but 
 one appropriate thing to do and he would say, "Shall we not thank 
 our Father for his goodness ? " Every heart was prepared for the 
 prayer which followed. From these social occasions have gone those 
 to whom the Savior had been made so real and brought so close that 
 they could not sleep until they had kneeled before Him and surren- 
 dered to Him their hearts and lives. 
 
 But no words of mine can give an estimate of his life nor de- 
 scribe the charm of his personality. To understand either it would 
 have been necessary to have known him. 
 
 FROM REV. DAVID REED MILLER, D.D. 
 
 In recalling the death of my dear friend, James McGranahan, 
 I have many times regretted that I did not know him more intimately. 
 I have known him only during this past decade, and even during these 
 years our orbits have crossed only occasionally. My last pastorate 
 was near the scenes of his childhood and youth and in the neighbor- 
 hood where many of his relatives still reside. Some of these good 
 people were members of my congregation. I therefore felt that I 
 knew him long before we met. The first time I saw him was at a 
 funeral of one of his relatives ; and the second time, if my memory 
 serves me right, was at a Church reunion at Old Shenango, where he 
 and Mrs. McGranahan sang a few seledtions, to the delight of the 
 multitude in the grove. Since then we have met many times, but 
 only for a little while, like ships in passing. We have had correspon- 
 dence back aiid forth for the past few years. And from these odds 
 and ends of acquaintanceship, I caught many glimpses into the heart 
 of the man. 
 
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He was of a most beautiful and winsome disposition, modest and 
 unassertive, as I knew Kim ; but one in whose very presence there 
 was a latent tenderness and power. His face was a benediction. In 
 it were the elements of strength and beauty, meekness and purity. 
 He lived much on the heights. In his presence I always felt the at- 
 mosphere of a higher stratum stirring within me. It was a pleasure, 
 sometimes, just to sit down and think of the things which his eyes had 
 seen and his ears heard on those peaceful uplands of communion with 
 God. I have tried to imagine the visions which his subtler gaze be- 
 held, and the meditation has brought me good. 
 
 He was a broken man during the years that I knew him : not 
 broken in spirit, but in health. But the desire to use his splendid 
 musical gifts was unrestricted by physical impediments. He longed 
 for the return of the day when he might again be permitted to open 
 the pearl gates of song, that through him, once more, the thoughtless 
 and the unconcerned might enter the kingdom of peace with God. 
 
 It was a great gift — that gift of song which kind heaven had 
 breathed into his soul, and right nobly, in his stronger years, did he 
 use it. Heaven's first proclamation of the gospel was in the words 
 of song on the lips of angelic singers ; and he whose mission it is to 
 reach men's hearts and bring them spell-bound to the manger cradle, 
 is certainly not distantly related to the choir which sang the annunci- 
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 There was something about Jzunes McGranahan's music which 
 won the heart. Many of his renderings of the psalms carry with 
 them a wonderful power. They take hold of one's very soul and 
 bring it near the gates of God. Take, for instance, "I Shall Be Sat- 
 isfied," as it appeared in the early edition of the Bible Songs. What 
 an uplift that gave to every Christian heart ! How it illuminated and 
 brought home with power, those wonderful':/ significant words ! May 
 be these comforting words, "I shall be satisfied when I awake with 
 thy likeness," will come home to him now in the glory land with their 
 added blessing as he recaUs the consolation which his tender numbers 
 gave to thousands here belov/ ! I have just gone through the Bible 
 Songs noting the numbers which he wrote, and I must confess to an 
 additional sorrow when I remember that the voice which first sang 
 
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them is now hushed on earth forever. How much our praise service 
 would miss if these numbers were omitted from our book. Some of 
 the best music in this splendid book is from his pen, some of the moil 
 popular seledlions, some of the best revival and evangeliflic songs are 
 his. James McGranahan, although in later years not a member of 
 our Church, had very much to do with popularizing our Church music 
 and putting the enthusiasm of modem melody into these classic and 
 heroic songs. He has done much to blaze the way for their accept- 
 ance in other denominations, and probably, more than he knew or 
 dreamed of, and more than anyone anticipated, has done much to 
 bridge the way to interdenominational union. The world is always a 
 loser when such men leave it. May his memory be a blessing to us all. 
 
 FROM PROF. GEO. C. STEBBINS 
 
 It is a pleasure for me to add my testimony to the esteem in 
 which Mr. James McGranahan was held not only by the public who 
 knew him through his work but by those associated with him as well. 
 
 In his career as an evangelist he impressed those that came under 
 his mfluence as a man not only endowed with rare gifts but a man 
 of a singularly pure and transparent character, and one with a simple 
 and unwavering faith in his Lord and in the message committed to 
 him. 
 
 In Mr. McGranahan's personality there was combined many of 
 the graces that go to make up an attractive and well rounded 
 character ; among which were a gentleness and cheerfulness and an 
 unaffected simplicity of nature that made him by the grace of God 
 the lovable man that he was, and that won for him the friendship 
 of all that knew him. 
 
 In addition to his winsome personality, he possessed a voice of 
 rare purity and sweetness which never failed to touch the hearts of 
 the people, and which in association with that of his wife, swayed 
 the great congregations before which he sang during the year of his 
 active service, and the echo of its notes still remains in the memory 
 of those who came under its power. 
 
 As wide reaching as his influence as a man and as a singer was, 
 it yet remains to be said, however that his influence as a writer of 
 
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the music used in the evangelistic movement in which he took so 
 conspicuous a part, has gone far beyond the comparatively limited 
 sphere of one's personal ministry, and has become world-wide in its 
 sweep. 
 
 Regarding Mr. McGranahan's work as a composer, it is appar- 
 ent to all who have taken pains to observe it, that it is characterized 
 by originality, by musicianly skill in the treatment of his themes, and 
 by the most painstaking care in adapting his music to the truth to be 
 sung. 
 
 It is also to be said that the great favor with which his hymns 
 have been received in all parts of the world and the blessing they 
 have brought to the cause to which he gave his life, makes it plain 
 that his work was wrought in God and that the seal of His approval 
 rested upon it in a very marked way. 
 
 FROM IRA D. SANKEY 
 
 I am very glad to be able to contribute a few words to the 
 Memorial Booklet to be prepared in memory of James McGranahan. 
 He was one of the noblest of men and one of the best musical 
 composers of his day. It was a great pleasure to be associated with 
 him in compiling books, which contain h)mins and tunes which will 
 long be remembered. His name is greatly loved in Great Britain, 
 where his songs are ^U sung by the people. I believe the most beau- 
 tiful gospel song he ever wrote is "Sometime We'll Understand," 
 and next, perhaps, come "Showers of Blessing," and "I Shall be 
 Satisfied." 
 
 I hope to join him bye and bye in the land where there is no 
 more sorrow, pain or death, and where God shall wipe away all 
 tears from our eyes. In that fair land we will sing again with Bliss 
 a better song than we have ever sung on earth, before Him, who 
 hath redeemed us, and built for us a mansion in the sky. 
 
 FROM PROF. C. C. CASE 
 
 After forty years of intimate friendship with James McGranahan, 
 beginning as young men feeling after one's life work ; continuing at 
 Normal Music Schools in different parts of the country in preparing 
 
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for the life work ; in the composition and editing of music books ; in 
 various enterprises, chiefly musical, in which we have both been 
 interested ; in recreation as well as work ; in the sharing of each 
 other's joys and sorrow until the temporary parting by death, my 
 wife and I realize that the friendship of and fellowship with one so 
 filled with the Spirit of God next to the fellowship with God and 
 with His son, is the most helpful thmg in this life, and the most hope- 
 ful anticipation for that which is to come. 
 
 FROM REV. R. A. TORREY, D.D. 
 
 I never met James McGranahan in the days of his physical 
 strength and more public work, but I met him in the days of his 
 spiritual maturity when he had been tried in the fire and had come out 
 as refined gold. In those days I knew him very intimately and learn- 
 ed to love him as I have loved few men. 
 
 He was always so gentle and yet so hopeful, still planning great 
 things, that there was to me a peculiar charm about him. 
 
 It was my privilege to be present, with Mr. Moody, at the first 
 of the great Kinsman meetings that James McGranahan planned and 
 engineered, and also at the last at which he was to be present. At 
 both he was very weak in body, but strong in soul. After the last 
 meeting last year we had a long talk together over how God could 
 get the most glory for years to come, out of the hymns He had given 
 our friend to write. 
 
 To me James McGranahan stood at the head of all the modem 
 school of Gospel tune writers. I always seledled his hjnnns before 
 all others from the Moody and Sankey books. May God continue 
 to bless them. 
 
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\TO memorial of fames McQranahan would he complete without 
 some selections from his music. The following hymns have 
 been selected as being the special favorites of his friends. Perhaps 
 the one which is sung most is "Showers of Blessing, " tohile the 
 continued popularity of "I Shall be Satisfied," "The Crowning 
 Day," and others show that the^ have won their wa\) to the hearts 
 of the Church. Of his late writings, "Some Day We'll Under- 
 stand" has, perhaps, touched a chord in more hearts than an^ other. 
 Q Of the hymns in which Mr. McGranahan wrote both words and 
 music, "Go Ye Into all the World" has been seleSled as a fair 
 sample of the uniting of his poetical and musical gifts, (f "Oh, 
 How Love I Thy Law," is one of a large number in which his 
 best music is wedded to metrical version of the Psalms and a great 
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 Why song has ceased when scarce begun; 'Tis there, sometime, we'll un-der- stand. 
 
 Why hopes are crushed and cas-tles fall. Up there, sometime, we'll un-der- stand. 
 
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