TODAY we see two pretty birds perched on the branches among the sweet flowers. The larger bird is perhaps singing his beautiful song: for the nightingale, or “singer of the night,” is noted far and wide for the surpassing loveliness of his voice. Although his Plumage is not so bright and beautiful as that of some birds, his song is surpassingly sweet.
We wonder how many of our clear readers are like the nightingale, not clothed with that which will make an outward show, but able to make sweet melody in their heart to the Lord. Your songs may not be in audible tones, but in the heart, in a way that is very precious to Him who loves you. He gives “songs in the night” to His dear ones who know Him “who loved us and has washed us from our sins in His own blood.”
May our hearts be found going out to Him in sweet melody, night and day, like the lovely notes of the nightingale which so delights its hearers!
ML-10/13/1935