The venerable and devout blind songstress, Fanny Crosby (whom I often meet at the house of my beloved neighbor, Mr.Ira D.Sankey), has produced very many hundreds of them--none of very high poetic merit, but many of them of such rich spiritual savour, and set to such stirring airs, that they are sung by millions around the globe.

By common consent in all American hymnology the hymn commencing "My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary," etc, is the best.

Its author, Dr.Ray Palmer, when a young man, teaching in a school for girls in New York, one day sat down in his room and wrote in his pocket memorandum book the four verses which he told me "were born of my own soul," and put the memorandum book back into his vest pocket and for two years carried the verses there, little dreaming that he was carrying his own passport to immortality.

Dr.Lowell Mason, the celebrated composer of Boston, asked him to furnish a new hymn for his next volume of "Spiritual Songs" for social worship, and young Palmer drew out the four verses from his pocket.

Mason composed for them the noble tune, "Olivet," and to that air they were wedded for ever more.