Hymnist Dies in a Fall

 

I want to finish my blog mini-series on hymns with a little-known story about a little-known hymnist and a little-known but lovely hymn.  (Check out Then Sings My Soul for stories behind better-known hymns).

 

The hymnist is Dr. H. W. Farrington, and I’ve found two interesting notices in the New York Times Archives regarding him.  The first is dated July 3, 1930:

 

FALL HURTS DR. FARRINGTON

WAR POET AND LECTURER DROPS 15 FEET WHEN PROCH RAIL BREAKS

 

The Rev. Dr. Harry Webb Farrington, 49 years old, lecturer and traveler, was in a serious condition at the… hospital, tonight, as the result of a fall from a second-story porch this morning.  A rail against which he was leaning gave way, and he fell fifteen feet to a concrete walk.

 

Still conscious, he was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. His skull may be fractured and he suffered injuries of the back….

 

Mr. Farrington is widely known as the author of a book of war poems, published in 1921, and other writings.  He was an ambulance driver in the French Army during the World War, and since that time has lectured widely.

 

Several months later, his obituary appeared in the Times, dated October 27, 1930.

 

DR. H. W. FARRINGTON DIES OF INJURIES

MINISTER, POET, AND LECTURER VICTIM OF TWO-STORY FALL FROM PORCH

 

The Rev. Harry Webb Farrington… Methodist minister and a poet and lecturer, who is said to have addressed more than 2,500,000 school children throughout the United States, died on Saturday night at the Methodist Episcopal Hospital, Brooklyn, from injuries he received on July 2, when he fell from a porch at Ocean Grove, N.J.  He was 50 years old.

 

Mr. Farrington was spending the summer at Ocean Grove with Mrs. Farrington at the time of the accident.  He fell two stories to the ground when the guard rail of the porch on which he as leaning gave way.  His back was severely injured….

 

Born on July 14, 1880, at Nassau, British West Indies, Mr. Farrington was thrown on his own resources early in life, as his mother died during his infancy.  He worked his way through school….

 

In 1918, Mr. Farrington went to France as a Red Circle secretary, and received from the French Army an honorary commission…in recognition of his organization of athletic sports…

 

He was the author of a book of war poems and other writings in prose and verse, and wrote the Harvard prize hymn, “Dear Lord, Who Sought at Dawn of Day.”  During last summer, he completed the story of his life, which will be published in book form next month…

 

Harry W. Farrington’s hymns, which aren’t well known by many people today, include a delightfully simple, three-verse summary of the life of Christ entitled “I Know Not How that Bethlehem’s Babe.”  It can be sung to the tune “Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee.”

 

I know not how that Bethlehem’s Babe

Could in the Godhead be;

I only know the manger Child

Has brought God’s life to me.

 

I know not how that Calvary’s cross

A world from sin could free;

I only know its matchless love

Has brought God’s love to me.

 

I know not how that Joseph’s tomb

Could solve death’s mystery;

I only know a living Christ,

Our immortality.

 

One thought on “Hymnist Dies in a Fall

  1. Good morning, Robert!

    As I look forward to your “journal entries and updates”, I read with great joy today’s fare about the “…Deep, Deep Love of Jesus”. Your observation of it being “cube-shaped”, was something I hadn’t “visualized” before. It always amazes me how the LORD can and does simply drop a jewel into one’s life at the most unexpected times ~ Glory! I thank and praise Him for using you as the “delivery” person!

    Your sharing about coming out with a new song book is exciting, and I look forward to obtaining a copy. The LORD continue to lead and guide you in that endeavor. Using Mr. Farrington’s birth-date for the daily devotional is most poignant, and honorable, I feel; most tender, touching and sweet also. Thank you for bringing his life to our attention, and sharing the song he wrote with us, which I found to be “most tender, touching and sweet” also.

    Again, thank you for sharing “jewels” of grace and glory as you “journey this sod”, bringing joy as you go. God’s best to you always~

    Linda Smith

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