| Show GODS MUSIC k I 1 left the daylight scene of toil to light my pleasant evening lamp and gather from the worlds turmoil about the happy household camp peace dwelt among us as if god had spread his bis tender hand band above our heads and touched us with the rod of his divine and human love from out the far sweet depths of air I 1 heard an song float softly and in cadence rare the branches of the trees among whence thou 0 psalm of cheer 1 sometimes think at t must have been A message from the sweet the clear soft sounding harpsy chord of him who led gudeas martyred marty red hosts unto the veiled promised land where angels of the pentecost stood holding god by his right hand ff al could have sat forever there amid the stillness and my books with such sweet music in ia the air half like the song of babbling brooks and yet more sweet than any note eler eer chanted by a mortals li lips aps or mur mannered from a human throat my senses seemed in brief eclipse and yet I 1 know it must have been gods music drifted unto me or else the song of Sera Serap phinis hims or some lost souls last threnody I 1 felti felt a better life within my heart grew nearer unto god I 1 thought that I 1 could love lifes sin and tread where his elis evangel trod ah sweet night hour hoar I 1 woo you long I 1 sit and watch the full moon rise and think perhaps that self same song will float again from yonder skies and yet it is enough to know gods music once hath kissed my ears and taught ray my gratitude tollow to now in rear of holy tears FOLGER MC KINSEY st louis magazine |
