The Greatest Truth - Horatio W. Dresser

FOREWORD
In the City of God, on a commanding hill
whence one may look forth over all the
kingdoms of the universe, there stands the
church universal. Sometimes, as I have
wandered down its majestic aisles, it seemed
to exist for me alone. Therefore, I sought
a secluded chapel and worshiped in silence
there. Again, I felt myself to be one of
myriads who had gathered from all quarters
of the universe. Anon, the vast throngs
worshiped in music only — the hearts and
voices of vast choirs of men and women sang
glad hymns to their Maker. At other times,
people from various nations gathered with
their kinsmen to worship in their mother
tongue.