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THE VOLUNTEER ORGANIST (1).
The preacher in the village church one Sunday morning said:
"Our organist is ill to-day, will someone play instead ?"
An anxious look crept o'er the face of every person there,
As eagerly they watched to see who'd fill the vacant chair.
A man then staggered down the aisle whose clothes were old and torn.
How strange a drunkard seemed to me in Church on Sunday morn;
But as he touched the organ keys, without a single word,
The melody that followed was the sweetest ever heard.
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