It was his voice that Athribis had heard, and the same voice spoke on: "My children," continued the father, "our days on earth come to a close.

Let us sing our twilight hymn, for now indeed our work is nearly done." Above the scornful tumult rose the four voices, singing the "Twilight," or "Candle Hymn," of the early Christians.

The children's tones trembled a little at first, but soon grew firm, as if sustained by the calmness with which the parents sang.

The angry faces around the court became yet more fierce with hatred, as, through a moment's pause, the rioters listened to the words of the hymn: "Calm Light of the celestial glory, O Jesus Son of the Eternal Father, We come to thee now as the sun goes down, And before the evening light We seek thee, Father, Son And Holy Spirit of God.

Thou art worthy to be forever praised by holy voices, O Son of God; thou givest life to us, And therefore doth the world glorify thee." Mocking cries arose from the mob.