THE SPIRIT OF SONG by Eliza H. Morton

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 19, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 20.

THE SPIRIT OF SONG.

By Eliza H. Morton

BY ELIZA H. MORTON.

THE spirit of song is throbbing Within my soul to-day,— A bird that is caged yet longing To soar afar away. My words are so weak, so faulty, They never half express My visions of joy and beauty, My dreams of loveliness.

But somewhere I know an angel Awaits to quicken me, To give the sweet, glad assurance My songs henceforth shall be No more in my heart in secret, But forming chords above With those of the chanting millions Whose notes are endless love.

I grasp the blest thought of freedom, Its depth and breadth and height. My heart shall enlarge in glory, With floods of living light; My lips shall express my gladness; My songs be full and free When I shall behold the Saviour Who died to ransom me.