Part 23 (1/2)

But glory to the Lamb, I shout!

Ding, Dong, Ding.

My bruthah jus' sent word to me, Ding, Dong, Ding.

That he'd done set his own self free.

Ding, Dong, Ding.

Ole ma.s.sa said he could not go, Ding, Dong, Ding.

But he's done reached Ohio sho'.

Ding, Dong, Ding.

Ise gwine to be real nice an' meek, Ding, Dong, Ding.

Den I'll run away myself nex' week.

Ding, Dong, Ding.

_Chorus_

Oh, the big bell's tollin' up in Zion, The big bell's tollin' up in Zion, The big bell's tollin' up in Zion, Ding, Dong Ding.

Lucian B. Watkins

STAR OF ETHIOPIA

Out in the Night thou art the sun Toward which thy soul-charmed children run, The faith-high height whereon they see The glory of their Day To Be-- The peace at last when all is done.

The night is dark but, one by one, Thy signals, ever and anon, Smile beacon answers to their plea, Out in the Night.

Ah, Life! thy storms these cannot shun; Give them a hope to rest upon, A dream to dream eternally, The strength of men who would be free And win the battle race begun, Out in the Night!

TWO POINTS OF VIEW

From this low-lying valley; Oh, how sweet And cool and calm and great is life, I ween, There on yon mountain-throne--that sun-gold crest!

From this uplifted, mighty mountain-seat: How bright and still and warm and soft and green Seems yon low lily-vale of peace and rest!

TO OUR FRIENDS

We've kept the faith. Our souls' high dreams Untouched by bondage and its rod, Burn on! and on! and on! It seems We shall have FRIENDS--while G.o.d is G.o.d!

Benjamin Brawley

MY HERO

(_To Robert Gould Shaw_)