Under the velvet canopy of a star-lit sky, in the far-off deserts of the East, a Church of England chaplain tells the story of how the lads, spent Sunday night―singing the hymns at the end of the Active Service Gospels; “The desert sands, the desert silence, and overhead fleecy, white clouds chasing each other across the star-lit sky. The full moon shining with a soft clearness that one only finds in the East, enabled us to read easily the well-known hymns, ‘Abide with me,’ ‘While shepherds watched their flocks by night,’ and ‘There is a green hill.’ A party of sixty or seventy men had collected. They came up in groups of two or three, and formed a semi-circle round a single candle—there rather as a signal than a light. The red points of the cigarettes disappeared as the first hymn was given out. We heard, in the words of St. Luke (2:4-15), how the shepherds, ‘on such a night as this,’ sought and found the infant Saviour at Bethlehem; and (turning to the end of the Gospel) we realized that within a mile or two of that village is the Hill of Calvary (23:33-46). We prayed that we might follow the steps of His most holy life―a life of strength and manliness, and purity and love―that we might live faithful even unto death, for the sake of Him who died on Calvary. Then we prayed in silence, the silence of the desert, or rather, the peace of God, which passeth understanding. There were twenty men who asked me for pocket Testaments that they might read the old, old story for themselves.”