" said Barry, "sing these words":

"I need Thy presence every passing hour,
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power."

Then when he had finished the verse, he dropped the violin and, moving
to the edge of the platform, said, in a voice vibrant with emotion:

"Don't sing these words, but say them as I play them for you."

He then recited the moving words with which the old hymn closes:

"Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee,
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me."

"I want every one of you to say the words to himself as I play them."

In long-drawn, tremulous notes he voiced the beautiful plea for aid in
the hour of man's supreme need, which finds expression in the first
two lines. Then, with his bow gripping the strings in a great sweeping
crescendo, he poured forth in full strong chords the triumphant faith
with which the hymn closes.

He laid his violin on the piano, stood quite a few moments looking upon
them, then said:

"Men, listen to these great words. They might have been written for
us, and for these days;" and he recited to them the words of the Hebrew
psalm, eloquent of courage in the face of a crumbling world:

"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.

Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the
mountains be carried into the midst of the sea.

Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains
shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.

There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God,
the holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High.

God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved. God shall help her
and that right early.

The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved; he uttered his voice, the
earth melted.

The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.

Come, behold the words of the Lord, what desolations he hath made in the
earth.

He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow,
and cutteth the spear in sunder: he burneth the chariot in the fire.

Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the heathen, I
will be exalted in the earth.

The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge."

Then they followed him in the General Confession, and the Lord's pr