Father, hast Thou not a message, To be borne in melody, To the hearts of suffering thousands, Unsustained by hope in Thee? Gladly would I bear the message. If a humble one might be Worthy to receive it, might not Seraphs whisper it to me? Low down in each heart are longings, That to song responsive spring; Songs of Heaven, I long to sing them, That they may with gladness ring.
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