SEATED one day at the Organ,
I was weary and ill at ease,
And my fingers wandered idly
Over the noisy keys.
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She brought the playing of a musical instrument to life in these words: It linked all perplexéd meanings Into one perfect peace, And trembled away into silence As if it were loth to cease.
To strike a chord of melody On a calm and silent evening and feel it sink like a pebble Deep within our lake of feelings Is to hear the footsteps of the lord And be blest by that divine chord
My Father taught me this when I was in public school I am now 89 And still remember it. Magnificent