An Earthquake Chorus by Llewellyn A. Morrison

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · May 16, 1911

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 38, No. 19.

An Earthquake Chorus

By Llewellyn A. Morrison

By Llewellyn A. Morrison, in the "Christian Observer," sent us by the author

O'er the Macedonian city Of King Philip and its fountains Droopeth Night's cryptescant curtain, Gemmed with opalescent stars; Silence reigneth, robed in shadow, Over meadow-lands and mountains, Save where faint from far Olympus Tho a thunderbolt unbars.

It is midnight. In a dungeon, Fettered fast in stocks, are lying, Beaten, wounded, bound, and bleeding, Prostrate on the floor of stone, Two brave henchmen of Jehovah, Who with fortitude undying Sing His praises Who thus nameth them His own.

Chorus

As they sing, the heavens, ringing With the glory of the singing, Rock the earth in holy rhythm And the rime of praise prolong; Saints and seraphs join the chorus Far-resounding and victorious, While the Earthquake Angels Punctuate the song.

Where the earthly halleljahs Join the heavenly, in their sweetness, Lo! the finite rising, blendeth In the infinite above, Voicing victory everlasting By the truth's supreme completeness And the majesty and purpose Of divine, unchanging love.

Every word of hope hath in it A fulfilment of His pleasure; Each deserving deed is dufty done To magnify His name; Every song of faith, ascending, Hath the music and the measure Of His coming With divinity aflame.

All the universal forces, In ecstatic touch attending, Answer to the intonations Of the vibrant tones of one; Sunlight, music, zephyrs, ether, All in witcheries unending, Bear the sonorous diapasons That a noble deed is done.

Onward through the ages ever, Still the triumph-song is pealing; Every heart in sentient rhythm Hears the choral in the Word, Breaks anew the midnight message, Fraught with harmony and healing, By the power And divineness of the Lord.