Out of the Night

Out of the stillness of the night

Came the sound of the night bird s trill

It came through the window loud and clear

From the brow of the distant hill.

As I lay there and listened

To his melodious call

The answering trill came in on the wind

Faintly, barely heard at all.

Twas a glorious thing of joy to hear

Such beauty out of sight

It made me know that God was there

In the stillness of the night."