Fanny J. Crosby: An Autobiography by Fanny J. Crosby

I occasionally went to school with the children of our neighborhood, and one afternoon in November, 1834, Mother met me at the gate and I heard a paper rustling in her hand. My first thought was that she had a letter announcing the death or illness of some friend. Instead of that, she produced a circular from the New York Institution for the Blind, sent her by an acquaintance, in fact by the same man who had given me the little book describing the rainbow already mentioned. As she read the announcement, I clapped my hands and exclaimed,

"O, thank God, he has answered my prayer, just as I knew he would."