. "Blasts" from The Ram's Horn. thing. The man who expects to be happy jlheaven, may miss it, if he is not trying tomake anybody happy on earth. There is too much singing, Take my silver and my gold, and putting- nothing butcopper and nickel in the basket. ? ? ? HAVE FAITH IN GOD Sv IONE G. DANIELS I heard a note as from some Trumpet blown, A clarion note, of no uncertain tone — It voiced the words of Jesus when He fed The hungering multitude with heavenly bread. The walls of sin above the city loomed, Where church and state pronounced her children doomed;From Babel heights the jangling creed-
. "Blasts" from The Ram's Horn. thing. The man who expects to be happy jlheaven, may miss it, if he is not trying tomake anybody happy on earth. There is too much singing, Take my silver and my gold, and putting- nothing butcopper and nickel in the basket. ? ? ? HAVE FAITH IN GOD Sv IONE G. DANIELS I heard a note as from some Trumpet blown, A clarion note, of no uncertain tone — It voiced the words of Jesus when He fed The hungering multitude with heavenly bread. The walls of sin above the city loomed, Where church and state pronounced her children doomed;From Babel heights the jangling creed-bells rang,Not one Faiths highest note of victory sang. I listened, hoping now to hear The voice of Jesus in the Trumpet clear —Again — as from across the Jordan cameThe long, loud blast, now in the Masters name. I saw as souls inspired have seen before,When mist-wreaths melt away from shore to shore—The note of faith meet Heavens high demand,Blown from a rams horn in an angels hand. 320 Blasts From The Rams DONT YOU BELIEVE IT The devil is dead, some people have said,With a very self-satisfied smile; ^ut I meekly replied, Who then since he diedIs doing his work all the %>hile?
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