Mary Jane (Jennie) Bain Wilson, who was born on a farm at Cleveland, IN, near South Whitley, on November 13, 1856 (some sources say 1857), to Robert and Mary Frances Russell Wilson. Her father died in her infancy. When she was about four years old, an attack of spinal trouble resulted in her being rendered an invalid, confined to a wheel-chair and bed. Not being able to attend school, she studied at home, read much, and received some musical instruction. A prolific poet, she produced about 2,200 poems and hymn texts in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. Yet, over the course of her life she never interjected sadness from her condition in her works. One exception is a poem entitled, “A Memory Picture,” which refers to scenery near the old home, and alludes to memories of the time when she could walk. Sometime in 1904, which is probably the year that she penned it, Miss Wilson sent “Hold to God’s Unchanging Hand” to Franklin Lycurgus Eiland (1860-1909). A song which emphasizes the fact that there is no variableness with the God. Eiland’s tune (Unchanging Hand) was conceived in 1905, when he was sitting under a tree in the backyard of the Palo Pinto County, TX When Eiland died, his gravestone contained the carved figure of a hand that appears to be reaching downward, symbolizing God’s unchanging hand. In her later years, Miss Wilson continued to reside on the same farm of her youth with the family of her sister, Mrs. Jonathan (Eliza Ann) Ulrey. The words to one of her last hymns, “I Shall Be at Home with Jesus” beginning “Years of time are swiftly passing…" harkening back to her previous phrase from "Unchanging Hand" her death occurred September 3, 1913, at South Whitley in her 56th year.
Time is filled with swift transition,
Naught of earth unmoved can stand,
Build your hopes on things eternal,
Hold to God’s unchanging hand.
Refrain:
Hold to God’s unchanging hand,
Hold to God’s unchanging hand;
Build your hopes on things eternal,
Hold to God’s unchanging hand.
Trust in Him who will not leave you,
Whatsoever years may bring,
If by earthly friends forsaken
Still more closely to Him cling.
Covet not this world’s vain riches
That so rapidly decay,
Seek to gain the heav’nly treasures,
They will never pass away.
When your journey is completed,
If to God you have been true,
Fair and bright the home in glory
Your enraptured soul will view.
Hold to God's Unchanging Hand
Words: Jennie Wilson, 1904
Music: Franklin Lycurgus Eiland, 1905
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