Thy tender hand is laid,
I fear no ill.’”
Here is another testimony when
Patients Listened to “Precious Name”
Early one morning in a city hospital, above the distracting noise, there was heard the sweet voice of a woman repeatedly singing the refrain:
“Precious Name, O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of heaven.”
No silver bell ever sounded more clearly and no appeal was more winsome than these lines as they were heard by the sick and dying. It is not known whether she herself was a sufferer. In any case her message wafted through the air came with cheering timeliness to the men and women on their beds of sickness. One who heard it then has not forgotten its effect after fifteen years, and it will be a choice memory for years to come.
The reference to the bell recalls an incident when