In Memory of John Sanders
Who was once a member of the Oak Flat Singing Class, a strong supporter, and also a teacher of Sacred Harp. He has been gone from us for twenty years, having moved west in 1906. Though his works with us still remain. He surely did enjoy singing those sacred songs.
Soon after his death which was February 18, 1926, his dear daughter of 13 years wrote us that she could almost hear him sing:
Jesus lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly;
While the raging billows roll,
While the tempest still is high;
Hide me oh, my Savior hide,
'Til the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide
Oh receive my soul at last.
We feel sure that this dear friend and brother has realized an answer to this prayer in song and as he did so frequently sing:
How happy are the souls above
From sin and sorrow free;
With Jesus they are now at rest
And all his glories see.
He is gone but not forgotten. May we follow his example and still sing until we too can join that
heavenly host in singing Hosanna's to the Lamb of God which was and is to come.
So sweet are the memories of his past life in singing and teaching these sacred songs, and how sweet the thought that soon we will meet him in that home over there by the side of the river of life, where the saints all immortal and fair, are robed in their garments of white.
Read and approved September 26, 1926.
Charles Pruitt, Chairman,
M. L. Vaughn,
E. F. Scruggs,
The above obituary is in a scrapbook belonging to my Mother & Father. It appears to be a memorial that was adopted by the the Oak Flat Singing Class (since it references singing but not church). I suppose it was printed in a local newspaper.