EACH dawn wakens melody; music dwells in light.

NATURE hails every rising sun with a matin of praise.

THERE is a hallelujah chorus in every sunbeam, and an oratorio in every drop of dew the sun kisses.

EVERY heart from sin set free is a whispering gallery, wherein Purity walks and Hopes sings.

CHRISTIANITY will never fail while men and women pray, praise and practice.

OUTBURSTS of song follow in the wake of showers of blessing.

SATAN trembles whenever he visits a church where everybody sings.

THE heart that cannot sing needs Christ.

A dumb pew makes a numb pulpit.

LET it not be forgotten that sin is a discordant note whose measure is eternity.

HOLINESS is a unison tone, whose time-beat is forever.

YEARS come and go, but "Peace on earth, good-will to men" is the song of ages.

MOSES would have reached Canaan, had Miriam kept Israel singing.

NO forward movement is possible where doubt stifles joy, and murmurings drown the voice of praise.

SALVATION is not a dirge, but a resurrection doxology.