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Arthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn

Arthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn
Arthur Booth-Clibborn
Short Name: Arthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn
Full Name: Booth-Clibborn, Arthur Sydney, 1855-1939
Birth Year: 1855
Death Year: 1939

Commissioner Arthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (née Clibborn) (1855 – 20 February 1939) was a pioneering early Salvation Army officer in France and Switzerland, and the husband of Kate Booth, the oldest daughter of General William and Catherine Booth.

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Clibborn was born in Moate, County Westmeath in Ireland, the son of a linen mill owner. At age 13 he was sent to boarding school in France and Switzerland. He graduated from the University of Lausanne. During this time abroad, he developed his capacity for languages. At age 26 he was appointed a Quaker minister.

Texts by Arthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (20)sort descendingAsInstances
Church of God, lift up thy voiceArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)2
Dawn in the east is streamingArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)2
God his mighty legions still is raisingArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
Hark, 'tis the last trumpet callingArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)2
Hark, 'tis the last trumpet pealing through theArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)2
I heard a voice in earth's dark places cryingArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
Is there song in your soulArthur Booth-Clibborn (Author)2
Lift to the Lord gladsome voicesArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)2
Lord, if thou seek and find meArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)2
Love grows but stronger when assailedArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)4
Make thyself ready, behold, I comeArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
My Savior, I love thee, I know thou lovest meArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
No mortal tongue can e'er describeArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
O God of light, O God of loveArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)7
O have you heard the glorious newsArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
O take my hand, my FatherArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)4
O woe is me, the prodigal sonArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
Shine on ye sons of morningArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3
There is no gain but by a lossArthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)4
Today if ye will hear his voice (Booth-Clibborn)Arthur Sydney Booth-Clibborn (Author)3

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