Later, Fanny wrote of that eventful afternoon: “My friend, Mrs. Knapp, composed a melody, and played over to me two or three times on the piano. She then asked me what it said, and I immediately replied 'Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine!'”
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!O what a foretaste of glory divine!Heir of salvation, purchase of God,Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.Perfect submission, perfect delight!Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;Angels descending bring from aboveEchoes of mercy, whispers of love.Perfect submission – all is at rest,I in my Savior am happy and blessed;Watching and waiting, looking above,Filled with His goodness, lost in His loveThis is my story, this is my song,Praising my Savior all the day long.