The Mt. Sterling advocate. (Mt. Sterling, Ky.) 1890-current, 1892-12-20

NEARER. MY GOD, TO THEE.
You May Forget this Singer, But
You'Ii Never Forget the Song.
Nearer. my God, TO Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
Fen though 1t be a cross
That raiseth me.

Nearer, my Cod TO Thee,
Nearer to Thee
Een though 1t be cross
~ That raiseth me-
q Surely strange song TO be heard
on the street in crowded tenement
house quarter of this great cityI Yet
these were the words, sung in a
plaintively sweet voice that sounded
above the noise and hustle of Adams
Mtreet the other day. The sacred
Music scared up through the yielding
'seir and in at the windows, where the
gonen were busy at their household
Work, in clear tenor tones, which told
IF voice which had at one time been
#cultivated with great care. They told
I of feeling in the heart of the singer
(which relieved the song of the COM
nonplace sound so rarely absent from
Nhe songs OF street singers--a spirit in
thorough consonance with that Of the
Hong and the devotion they spoke,
II The women left their work, and, ere
,fhree lines had been sung, every win
how was flied with heads. There he
WAS, a young man, paralytic. His
~ ICE was slightly raised and his eyes
..Abught the Heavens where we are
Taught God dwells, aud he poured
4 forth the music seemingly as the birds
lg, freely and without effort:
~ Still, all my song shall be,
Ncaie, my God, to Thee.
Me faces at the window showed
bat the song had touched their
-zks and eyes were dimming with
III The children were returning
! ID Hschool, and they gathered about
t;a-ssirger to listen. The women at
i s<ewindows disappeared one by one,
%ly to reappear with pennies taken
om their scaniy stores, tor they saw
be young man was singing for
harity:
Nearer, INV God to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.
n lThe verse of the song ended, and a
Dwer of coins made sweet accom-
iiment. The singer was too weak
pick themup rapidly, and the chill
& ran about on their nimble feet
jug up the pennies and bringing
i to him as he continued the song.
Me of them but would have
b 1 TO keep cent thus thrown to
for Jnger.
ity pAed the song and passed
,r bp the street. the children fol-
FED inS ost as though he werf he
4 with \ Hamlin come I'd life
s,n fus 1his haltiug, crippled
~ 3 Rresemblo that tabled
!, middle of the block he
( hg again
a I] j gRbh, gentle Savior,
|I-e< &Xt*Ey humble crv.
I1s1s On others thou art smiling,
24F not pass me by.
ntive, suppliant the song arose,
illren still grouped about the
and the scene ola few moments
as repeated.
Z, si,b, when the song was fin
3 al1 II singer walked weakly, stop
20 near tho corner. Then,
- 1ssible, than the others,
IN png of helplessness:
l. ~ fast falls the evening tide;
e. ~ + r II "opens; Lord, with me abide.
- 81 + |7 II ers fail, and comforts Zee,
|lfI III A I ess, oh, abide with me.
s. thetic voice seemed to
4 Re who knew but few
s : us life, and to whom
+ Dot many. Yet there
Z repining, but rather
s 'zfather from SON.
IS s I|31 uded the beautiful song
+ s. 4 : sed ON, and out of the
the good people
he had touched. But
i behind him a sense of
Il designation which might
* + bd by more fortunate
s which will long be re-
4 4 Is q lat street, where inn
4 n + pom more lasting than
# hmmer day.-Brook-
+ Crowing Navy.
X d not continue to rule