The Cricket’s Song

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jul 20, 1911

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 88, No. 29.

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The Cricket’s Song

Sing loud, little cricket, hid low in the grass, The time of thy singing so swiftly must pass; Sing loud in the gloaming, sing soft in the noon, The time of thy silence shall come to thee soon. Yet, ah! little singer, thy song in my heart Hath awakened another, which shall not depart, A note of thanksgiving to Him who above For earth’s lowest creatures provides in His love, A song that shall ring through eternity’s years, And dearer to God than the song of the spheres, When star-song and sea-song forever shall pass, But a song that was born of thy song in the grass. —Amanda Elisabeth Miller, in Northwestern Christian Advocate.