Albert E. Brumley

Albert E. Brumley
Albert E. Brumley
Short Name: Albert E. Brumley
Full Name: Brumley, Albert Edward, 1905-1977
Birth Year: 1905
Death Year: 1977

Born: October 29, 1905, near Spiro, Oklahoma. Died: November 15, 1977, Springfield, Missouri. Buried: Fox Cemetery, Powell, Missouri.

Brumley attended the Hartford Musical Institute in Hartford, Arkansas, and sang with the Hartford Quartet. He went on to teach at singing schools in the Ozarks, and lived most of his life in Powell, Missouri. He worked for 34 years a staff writer for the Hartford and Stamps/Baxter publishing companies, then founded the Albert E. Brumley & Sons Music Company and Country Gentlemen Music, and bought the Hartford Music Company. He wrote over 800 Gospel and other songs during his life; the Country Song Writers Hall of Fame inducted him in 1970.

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Wikipedia Biography

Albert Edward Brumley (October 29, 1905 – November 15, 1977) was an American shape note gospel music composer and publisher. Brumley was born near Spiro, Oklahoma on October 29, 1905. Pre-Dustbowl Oklahoma was primarily made up of sparse agricultural communities; Brumley's family was no different. He spent much of his early life chopping and picking cotton on his family's farm. In 1926, he enrolled in the Hartford Musical Institute of Hartford, Arkansas, and studied there through 1931. The Institute was led by Eugene Monroe Bartlett (1884–1941), owner of the Hartford Music Company and composer of the well-known gospel song "Victory in Jesus". Brumley purchased Hartford Music Company in 1948.

Texts by Albert E. Brumley (232)AsInstancessort descending
When I reach that golden shoreAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
If you want to be a ChristianAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
When the storms of life are raging all around youA. E. B. (Author)1
To the flaming field of battle! We are marching to warAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
Amid the shadows of life I wend my wayA. E. B. (Author)1
Look, look, look by His light we're ledA. E. B. (Author)1
Now, brother, I am confessing that I've wandered in paths of sinA. E. B. (Author)1
O you compromising Christian on life's wayA. E. B. (Author)1
When you by sorrow are distressedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
No place to hide when days are long and drearyA. E. B. (Author)2
Sometimes the roses bloom and every thing is gayA. E. B. (Author)2
Since I have turned from sinful pleasure Jesus has freely blest my soulAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Many have loads to bearAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you have reached the end of your journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I went on a visit, On a heavenly visitAlbert E. brumley (Author)2
I'm waiting by the river sideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Gone is all my weight of sinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
They crucified my Savior (Brumley)Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
Many years I roamed, many years I trodAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you're feeling discouraged and lonelyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I was turning through my mother's dear BibleA. E. B. (Author)2
Once I wandered out in sin Far, far awayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am thinking about the day when our Savior knelt down to prayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Mine has been a life of sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I'll meet you in the morningAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If the Savior came to your house unexpectedA. E. B. (Author)2
Sometimes when sorrow overcomes us and the darkness hovers lowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
The world's greatest story in the BibleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Wonderful the praise that is coming from heaven, over on the bright eternal shoreA. E. B. (Author)2
Why am I weepingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
The world's greatest story in the Bible is toldAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Many the time I am torn with disappointmentA. E. B. (Author)2
Here so oft we are turned fromAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
No matter how dark the nightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Why must the world be tornAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There are mansions high, there are mansions wideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is a city, bright eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
O listen to the voice of JesusAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here we move from place to placeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Do you live a life that's true for the One who died for you?A. E. B. (Author)2
There's a valley where the mocking birds are singingA. E. B. (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord,Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
You may not feel the gentle handAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've a smile of gladnessAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If I owned all the gold and the silverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
How sweet the memory of daysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Often times I sit sown in my parlorAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord, Sometimes my feet would strayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've been reading my BibleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is gladness all aroundAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Sometimes when my pathway I hardly can seeA. E. B. (Author)2
Often when the evening shadowsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
May we all walk closer to Thy sideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you will give to me your undivided attentionA. E. B. (Author)2
Some delightful morning we shall have a better lifeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am laying my treasures up in the skyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a heavenly land of peace and joy eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've heard them sing of home sweet homeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Look to the western horizonA. E. B. (Author)2
Once from God I wanderedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing throughAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've just about tarried long enough hereAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is plenty of sunshineAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here you pass me on the highways in this unfriendly landA. E. B. (Author)2
One glad day Jesus cameAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
As I go traveling day by dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a certain feelingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Though you wander in the bywaysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
One by one, the Savior calls his childrenAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Cual ave triste en su prisiónAlbert Brumley (Author)2
There are mothers with beautiful featuresAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am telling the grand old storyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
El mundo no es mi hogarAlbert Brumley (Author)2
There's a city over there, a city bright and fairAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here I plod along on life's uneven journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am thinking of a celebrationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
As you wend your way to the soul's abodeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In the new found way, the gospel highway Leading to the home eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a little old church in a valleyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In a land far away is a soldier todayA. E. B. (Author)2
If I had all the words in our languageA. E. B. (Author)2
Back through the years I'd like to wendAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you are burdened, weary and oppressedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Jesus gave His life to pardon every nationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Seems that I can see a little chapelAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Every evening when I count my blessingsA. E. B. (Author)2
Many are wanedring out in darknessAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I don't know exactly how sweetAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Since I reached life's goal I'd like to strollAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have started for a city in a land of fadeless dayA. E. B. (Author)2
If you have never heard the storyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
We've answered to the battle cry to conquer over sinA. E. B. (Author)2
I have been redeemed, I haveAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Singing, singing every dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you travel sin's uncertain wayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've a friend close by my sideA. E. B. (Author)2
So many years I wandered, precious momentsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here so often I'm lonely, here so often I'm blueA. E. B. (Author)2
It was springtime, the flowers were gayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you wander all alone in sinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
They're having a big revivalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have fondest recollection of the days that used to beA. E. B. (Author)2
On that eternal morning in yonder landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have read about that city gransAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Once I was sighingA. E. B. (Author)2
If you would be a true discipleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Far beyond this land of sorrowA. E. B. (Author)2
I have started for a city on that bright eternalAlbert Brumley (Author)2
Some mother's boy has gone astrayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Just beyond death's rolling riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you've never known the glory ofAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
We are a band of Christians marchingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
One day I met an old fashioned motherA. E. B. (Author)2
Every time I feel the least bit unworthyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In a little while this fleeting lifeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Well, who could it be that tenderly holds my trembling handA. E. B. (Author)2
Listen to the voices sweetly callingA. E. B. (Author)2
In the long ago the precious Savior'sAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
So oft I dream of heavenAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Far beyond the clouds a home is waitingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Lily white hands will lead meAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When my time comes to cross o'er the riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
What a happy day of jubilationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Brother, while this world you're traveling through, speak a little word for the Master trueA. E. B. (Author)2
I have read about the beauties of the South SeasA. E. B. (Author)2
Long ago in old Judea by the GalileanAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When the Savior gave hisAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
What makes the flowersAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Somehow tonight I'm lonesomeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I wandered again to my home in the mountainsA. E. B. (Author)2
For the truth and the rightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When the world would try to leadAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When heavy burdens oppress meAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I want to be an example for the turthAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Somewhere deep in the hillsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
We love the Red, White and BlueA. E. B. (Author)2
Give me a life filled with old fashionedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When I have reached myAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In sin I once was straying, no thought of ever prayingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Give me back the old time powerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Lord, I would not ask a special blessingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I was once lost in sin, despairingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Have you ever been down to community singAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
My race is nearly run, my workAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I'm only an orphanAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There is a most wondrous cityAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There is an old fashioned cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I am just another wayworn pilgrimAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I've had the blood appliedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I am on my journey To that city foursquareAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I've heard them sing He paid the priceAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I've read about a city foursquare, a city of eternal lightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
All the world is bright and cheeryA. E. B. (Author)3
I believe that Jesus died on the crossAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
In this busy life with its changing scenesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
If you would ever do your very bestAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
By the crystal river we shall live forever over in a land where comes no nightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There's a way that leads to joys of everlasting lifeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Come and listen in to a radio stationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There's an old ramshackle shackAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I hear a mighty chorus sweetly singing over on that bright, eternal shoreAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Dear Lord of Calvary, again I come to theeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
It seemed I had traveled for agesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
They killed my Lord on CalvaryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Dreamin' in the glimerin' twilight, dreamin' of a flickerin' firelightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
It was the blood of the crucified OneAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Some day our last goodbyes on earthAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Every springtime gayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Hello, I'm just a strangerA. E. B. (Author)3
Some people often ask me where I goAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Let me go down to the banks of the riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Hark, I hear the voice of Jesus To the harvest fields awayA. E. B. (Arranger)3
Everybody it seems has a cabin of dreamsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Life's few allotted years is but a trailAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I used to be a sinner, an erring childAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I used to be a sinner and my load was hard to bearAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Somebody's blue, weary and blueAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Flowers blooming in the wild woodAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Looking back through the years to a mangerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I wandered again to my old cabin homeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Lord, how well do I know I'll have little to showAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I was listening in to a radio stationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
When my spirits are low and my footsteps are slowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
On the cross of Calvary our blessed Savior diedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
While traveling upon the sands of timeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I'm pressing on through this world of careAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Often the burdens of life seem hardAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Adown that lonesome road to heaven's blest abodeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
There is many a cross to carryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I am on the way to mansions in the sweetAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I am so glad I heard my Savior gently pleadingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
If the Love of God has saved youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I cannot touch the hem of his garmentAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Is there anybody here todayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I have just enlisted in the service of the KingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I know there is a land of beautiful flowersAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Well, I went down to the big camp meetin'Albert E. Brumley (Author)4
Sure, there's a God who is ruling on highAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Thank God! I truly can say that I've been born againAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
I'm going to a celebrationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
I'm traveling on to the new JerusalemAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Press along weary pilgrim through the strugglesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Ride on, God's children, to that beautiful landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
There's a little pine log cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Some day I shall stand in God's cityAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Every time I do a deedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Somebody ought to go and work for JesusAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Somebody's been a friend indeedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
In the new found way, the gospel highwayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Here so many are breaking traditionsAlbert Brumley (Author)6
Won't it be a happy morning over the seaAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
There's a city of light, where there cometh no nightAlbert Brumley (Author)6
Out in this cold worldAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Jesus gave his life a ransom yonder on CalvaryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Lord, I sometimes feel Just like a strangerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Won't it be a happy, happy dayA. E. B. (Author)6
I was wandering far from Jesus in the paths of sin and shameAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
You better get acquainted with your Lord a little betterA. E. B. (Author)7
Ever since Jesus saved and pardoned I have been singing every dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
Though a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I beAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
Here I stand beside death's chilly waters waiting for my final callAlbert E. Brumley (Author)9
If you are burdened down with careAlbert E. Brumley (Author)9
If working and praying has any rewardAlbert E. Brumley (Author)11
As I journey through this vale of sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)12
Over on the bright elysian shoreA. E. B. (Author)12
Once like a bird in prison I dweltAlbert E. Brumley (Author)13
In this world I've tried most everything And I'm happy now to sayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)13
On the rugged cross of Calvary, Jesus gave His life for youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)20
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)26
I will meet you in the morning by the bright river sideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)28
As I travel through this pilgrim landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)33
Some glad morning when this life is o'erAlbert E. Brumley (Author)44

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