The Lost Chord

Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, And my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, or what I was dreaming then; But I struck one chord of music, like the sound of a great Amen. It flooded the crimson twilight … Continue reading The Lost Chord



Lord, help me live from day to day In such a self-forgetful way, That even when I kneel to pray, My prayer shall be for "Others" Help me in all the work I do To ever be sincere and true, And know, that all I do for You Must needs be done for "Others" "Others" … Continue reading Others