“Stone walls do not a prison make” when one has a song in his soul. And he who knows his hymnal well has one for every occasion.
CHAPTER III
SUNSET SONGS
“In the night I sang of him.”
(Psa. 42:10, Moffatt).
“One of the most successful numbers sung in the series of Sunday evening concerts, which for several years it was my privilege and pleasure to sponsor, was that old English hymn, ‘Now the Day is Over.’ That hymn marked the close of each Sunday night concert, and the thousands of letters I received from listeners throughout the country gave sure evidence that this old religious song struck a responsive chord in the heart of listeners everywhere.” —A. Atwater Kent in a broadcast on “Radio’s Influence on Music.”
A group of young men from an English theological college, the “Cliff College Trekkers,” went, during the summer of 1936, to Morecambe, and there this band of energetic youth held Sunday services on the slipway.
Evening prayer was also held by them at the slipway, and one who was present expressed gratitude through the press for the privilege of sharing these moments of quiet devotion. Following prayers, the entire company united in singing:
“All hail the power of Jesus’ name.”
People who had listened to the inspirational hymn were doubtless singing in their hearts, as they walked to their seaside residences, the glowing words:
“And crown Him Lord of all.”