RIP. An incredible singer and a great Christian.
Didn’t know who he was, but they said on the radio that he performed in live concerts for more people than any other singer in history.
He was fantastic!
I once met him at the 1957 Billy Graham Crusade in Madison Square garden NYC, I was a choir singer in the Cliff Barrows choir. Through all the years that voice never changed even just a couple of years ago with Gaither specials. Most amazing man, singer and Christian.
He earned his Crown.
With all due respect, NOBODY earns their crown.
Oh Grow up, it was a euphemism.
I believe Bev Shea was in his eighties the last time I heard him sing. He was still great!
He did a couple of Bill Gaither specials a couple of years ago, at the age of 100 was one, and he was still singing.
Yeah, I knew he kept going for a long time. Now he’s singing in heaven!
Early life and family
** George Beverly Shea was born in Winchester, Ontario, Canada, ** on February 1, 1909, the fourth of eight children of the Rev. Adam Joseph Shea (1872–1946), a Wesleyan Methodist Church—now Wesleyan Church—minister, and his wife, Maude Mary Theodora (Whitney) Shea (1881–1971).
The Shea family served at the Wesleyan Methodist church in Winchester, Ontario, Canada; Houghton, New York (1917–1921); the Sunnyside Wesleyan Methodist church in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, from 1921; at the Willett Memorial Wesleyan Methodist Church at Midler Avenue, Syracuse, New York; and the Jersey City, New Jersey Wesleyan Methodist church during his youth.
George Beverly Shea - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
This wiki write-up is lengthy and appears to be favorable to this good man.
See you on the other side, my brother.
"After this it was noised abroad that Mr. Valiant-for-Truth was sent for by a summons. Then said he: "I am going to my Father’s; and though with great difficulty I have got me hither, yet now I do not repent me of all the trouble I have been at to arrive where I am.
My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage; my marks and scars I carry with me, to be a witness for me that I have fought His battles who will now be my Rewarder.
When the day that he must go hence was come, many accompanied him to the riverside, into which as he went, he said, ‘Death, where is thy sting?’ and as he went down deeper, he said, ‘Grave, where is thy victory?’
So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side!"
From Pilgrim’s Progress,
by John Bunyan
Precious in the sight of the LORD
is the death of his saints.
"If we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die,
we die to the Lord. So, whether we live or die,
we belong to the Lord."
Not my musical style, but quite an example of long faithful service!