The Organist Practices

As I sit in the church officebefore the typewriter's pathetic console suddenly I cease my clickety-clack hushed by a loftier console. The mighty tones shake the building rattle the windows vibrating awesomely

so that all trifling thoughts are scattered - scurrying before this grandeur this glory this divine language of heroic love.

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