The Lord's Prayer: Even though we be engrossed in the utterly material, the common round of the struggle for bread or for gold and precious stones, how these words move us! Some of us may not even be sure of the words, so long it is since we knelt at our mother's knee and repealed it softly, rather abashed at the sound of the sacred symphony in our own voices. Perhaps we may dimly remember just how we said it, slowly, very slowly, with quite a pause after each phrase, and maybe there was a picture in our minds for each group of words; a vague, glorious picture, with a glow of yellow light upon it, and a halo of exaltation around it. "Our Father Who Art in Heaven" That tender address! Who is so absorbed in worldly matters that those words convey him no vision? "Hallowed Be Thy Name" A chastened reverence fills our very soul; we see a world of bended heads, a study in humility. "Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will Be Done on Earth as It Is in Heaven" We are lifted up by a wave of reverence, an ...
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