Yet, natural as it was, it was far more than any other voice of nature; for in it was the human soul, that can join itself to other souls in the search for God; and so complete was the lack of form in the yearning, that this soul came forth, as it were, unclothed, the more touching because in naked beauty.
"Soon you will see your Saviour coming, In the air." So they sang.

This, and every line, was repeated many times.

It was only by repetition that the words, with their continuity of meaning, grew in ignorant ears.
"All the thoughts of your inmost spirit Will be laid bare, If you love Him, He will make you White and fair." Then the idea of the first line was taken up again, and then again, with renewed hope and exultation in the strain.
"Hark! you may hear your Saviour coming." It was a well-known Adventist hymn which had often roused the hearts of thousands when rung out to the air in the camp meetings of the northern States; but to those who heard it first to-night it came as the revelation of a new reality.

As the unveiling of some solid marble figure would transform the thought of one who had taken it, when swathed, for a ghost or phantom, so did the heart's desire of these singers stand out now with such intensity as to give it objective existence to those who heard their song.
Into the cloud-walled heaven they all looked.

It is in such moments that a man knows himself.
Old Cameron, lifting up his strong, voice again, was bewailing the sin of the world.