Milford chronicle., 1893-06-30

the Red sea- Songs like Deborah and Baral
at the overthrow of Sisera. Songs lik
Isaiah heard the redeemed sing as the.
came to Zion Oh, God, teach US that llinl
of song which thou only canst teach an,
help US to sing it on earth and sing it il
heaven 1t was the highest result OF swee
sound when under the playing of Paganin
one auditor exclaimed reverently, "Oh
/ Godr' and another sobbed out, "Oh, Christi
THE SONGS OF HOPE.
Furt er, / remark in regard to the sonl
I of birds that it is trustful and without an!
( fear Of what may yet come. VIII you tel
/ me how It is possible for that wren, tha
/ sparrow, that chickadee, to sing so sweetll
/ when they may any time be pounced on by {
/ hawk and torn wing from wings There ar
/ cruel beaks in thicket and in sky ready L
slay the song birds Herods on the wing
/ Modocs Of the sky. Assassins armed witt
iron claw. Murderers Of song hoating NJ
and down the heavens How can the bird,
sing amid such perils? Besides That, how
is the bird sure to get its food? Mil
lions of birds have been starved. Yet il
sings in the dawn without any certainty
of breakfast or dinner or supper. Would
it not be better to gather its food for the
day before vOcaizing? Besides that, the
hunters are abroad. Bangl goes gun in
one direction. Bang! goes gun in an
other direction. The song will attract the
shot and add to the peril. Besides that,
yonder is a thundercloud, and there may
be hurricane and hail to be let loose, and
what then will become of you, the poor
warblerp Besides that, winter will come,
and It may be smitten down before it gets
to the tropics Have you never seen the
D. fVf1e Haa ind #I,ofv
migration? Thetitmouse mingles its voice
with the snowstorms as Emerson describes
the little thing he found in tempestuous
January;
Here was this atom in full breath
Hurting defiance at vast death;
This scrap of valor just for play
Fronts the north wind in waistcOat gray.
For every bird a thousand perils and dis
asters lowering and sweeping round and
round. Yet there it sings and it is a trust
full song. The bird that hEs it the hardest
sings the sweetest. The lark from the
shape of her claws may not perch on a tree
In-She grass her nest is exposed to every
hoof that passes. One of the poorest shell
ters of all the earth is the larl1's nest If
she sing at all, you will expect her to rem
der the saddest of thTenOdies. No, no
she sings eXultingly an hour without a
pause and mounting 5000 feet without los
ing note. Would God we all might learn
the lesson Whatever perils, whatever be
reavements, whatever trials are yet to
come, sing-sing with all your heart and
sing with all your lungs. If you wait until
all the hawks Of trouble have folded their
wings and all the hunters of hate have nm
loaded their guns and all the hurricanes Of
disaster have spent their fury, you viii
never sing at all. David the pursued of
Absalom, and the betrayed of Ahithophel
and the depleted Of "sores that ran ia the
night" presents us the best songs of the
Bible. John Milton, not able to see his
hand before his face, sings for us the most
famous poem of all literature, and some of
the most cheerful people have ever met
have been Christian people under physical
or domestic or public torment The songs
of Charles Wesley which we now calmly
sing in church were composed by him be-
tween mobs.
TIE VOICES OF MANY MOODS.
Further, in the sky galleries there are
SONGS adapted to all moods. The meadow
lark is mournful, and the goldlinch joy
Gus, and the grosbeak prolonged of note.
But the libretto of nature is vOluminOus.
Are you sad, you can hear from the bowers
the echo of your grief Are you glad, you
can hear an echo Of your happiness. Are
you thoughtful, you can hear that which
will plunge you into deeper profound. Are
you weary, you may catch restful air So
the songs of birds are administrative in all
And we would do well to
have a hymnology for all changes Of condi-
ton. You may sing your woes into peace
and rouse your joys into greater attitudes.
Upon every condition of body and soul let
us try the power of song. The multitude
nous utterances Of grove and orchard and
garden and forest suggest most delightful
possibilities.
SONGS OF FAMILY LIFE.
Further, notice that the song Of birds is .
family song Even those of the feathered .
,hrong which have no song at all make .
What utterauces they do in sounds of their
,wn family of birds The hoot of the owl,
he clatter of the magpie, the crow of the
the drumming of the grouse,
he laugh of the loon in the Adirondacks, the
ackle of the hen, the scream Ofthe eagle, the
roak of the raven, are sounds belonging
o each particular family, but when you
ome to those which have real songs, how
uggestive that it is always a family sOngl
IN the skylarks, all the nightingales, all
he goldfinches, all the blackbirds, all the
uekoos, prefer the song of their own fami-
y and never sing anything else.
So the most deeply impressive songs we
yer sing are family songs. They have
ONE down from generation to generation.
-ou were sung to sleep in your infancy and
by songs that will sing in your
oul forever Where was it, my brother or
ster, that you heard the family song-on
be banks of the Ohio, or the Alabama, or
be AndroscOggin, or the Connecticut, or
he Tweed, or the Thames, or the Raritan?
hat song at eventide, when you were
red out-indeed too tired to sleep, and
on cried with leg ache, and you were
lcked aud sung to sleep-yOu hear it now,
ne soft voice from sweet lips, she as tired,
erhaps more tired than you, but she
lcked and you slumbered. Oh, those fam
y songsl
The songs that father sang, that mother
ing, that sisters aud brothers sang They
III on us today with a reminiscence that
lis the throat as well as the heart with
notion. In our house in my childhood it
as always a religious song. l do not
link that the old folks knew anything but
ligious songs. At any rate never heard
lem sing anything else 1t was Jesus.
over of My Soul,' or Rock of Ages" or
There Is a Fountain Filled With Blood"
'Alary to the SavioUr's Tomb - Mothers,
careful what you sing your children to
eep uFith. Let it be nothing frivolous or
lly. Better have in it something of Christ 4,
ID heaven. Better have in it something
at will help that boy 80 years from now
bear up under the bombardment of /
mptatiOn. /
Better have it in something that will
lip that daughter 80 years from now when ,
Jon her come the cares of motherhood, and :
e agOnies of bereavement, and the brutal {
eatment OF one who swore before high ,
.aven that he would cherish and protect. |
0 not waste the best hour for making an q
lpression upon your little one, the hour !
dusk, the beach between the day and the J
ght. Sing not a doleful song, but a sug- |
stive song, Christian song, a song you l
in not be ashamed to meet when it comes
you in the eternal destiny Of your son :
ID daughter The oriole has a loud song,
ID the chewink a long song. and the blue