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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Dec 2, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 59.

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The Master’s Touch

In the still air the music lies unheard; In the rough marble beauty lies unseen; To make the music and the beauty needs The master’s touch, the sculptor’s chisel keen. Great Master, touch us with thy skillful hand; Let not the music that is in us die. Great Sculptor, hew and polish us, nor let, Hidden and lost, thy form within us lie. Spare not the stroke! do with us as thou wilt! Let there be naught unfinished, broken, marred; Complete thy purpose, that we may become Thy perfect image, thou our God and Lord. — Selected.