The higher, nobler voice continued the heavenly consolations of Scripture:
“Nevertheless I am ever with thee!”
The voices, the music, the refrain, the holy words of the Psalmist, stirred in the tenderest manner the very depths of my soul. I wept. A new faith, a new hope, a new divine resolution were born within me.
Like a singer who has been overcome with emotion, but dries her tears and resumes her singing,—the sadness overshadowed by a modest courage,—the first voice was heard again:
“Thou hast held me by my right hand,
Thou shalt guide me by thy counsel,
And afterward shalt receive me into glory.”
Then there was a burst of divine music as from a hidden choir of angels, in which the two voices joined; and this was the hymn:
“The Lord is my Shepherd;
I shall not want: