ONE day in a well-known hospital for children, a strange sound was heard in one of the inner rooms.
Doctors and nurses were assisting each other in skilful and kind attempts to relieve pain and restore to health once more.
Many little sufferers were assembled there, and sad indeed was the sight. Poor tiny babes and older children might be found suffering from diseases, in one form or another.
Suddenly in the consulting room a shrill, clear childish voice is heard singing out—
Jesus loves me, this I know,
For the Bible tells me so.
The doctors and nurses looked up in great astonishment, as singing is quite an unusual sound in such a place as that, but one little fellow had broken out with his favorite hymn, forgetting for the moment where he was. The voice soon stopped, and whether it found any response in any other heart present is not likely to be known here, but it may not have been uttered in vain although so innocently.