" That tune, you remember, repeats over four times the
words, "Crown Him," in the last line, gradually increasing in volume, and
the fourth time touched with a bit of quieting awe.

I can close my eyes now, and see that great world-gathering and hear again
the sweet rhythmic thunder of their singing:

"And crown Him,
<i>Crown Him</i>,
CROWN HIM,
<i>Crown Him</i>, Lord of all."

No one can tell to another the thrill and thrall of such a sight and
sound. It was all unconsciously a bit of prophecy acted out, faint but
distinct, of the great day of victory that is coming.

<u>The Oratorio of Victory.</u>

Have you ever noticed the Oratorio of Revelation? Lovers of music should
study the book of the Revelation of Saint John, for its mighty choruses.
It is striking just now to notice the double key-note of that closing
climactic book of this old Bible. It is this: Satan chained, and Christ
crowned. But note for a moment the oratorio sounding its music through
these pages.

It opens with a <i>solo</i> in the first chapter.[14] John begins writing with
steady pen until he seems to get a glimpse of Jesus. Then his pen drops
the story, and he begins singing:

"Unto Him that loveth us,
And loosed us from our sin by His own blood;
And hath made us a kingdom,
Priests unto His God and Father;
To Him the glory and the dominion
Forever and ever."

In chapter four[15] comes a <i>quartette</i>. The four living creatures round
about the throne take up the refrain of John's solo. And, as they sing,
their song is caught up by a <i>sextuple quartette</i>, twenty-four
white-robed, crowned men before the throne.[16]

In chapter five the <i>Angel Chorus</i> swings in.[17] They are grouped round
about the quartette, and the twenty-four elders. John begins to count
them. Then his figures give out. His knowledge of mathematics is too
limited. There were ten thousand times ten thousand, and unnumbered
thousands of thousands. As far as his eye could reach, to left and right,
before and behind, was one vast sea of angel faces.

And John listened enraptured and awed, as their wondrous volume of rhythm
rang and thundered out. Sweet sopranos and mellow contraltos; ringing
tenors and deep basses; first one, then the other, back and forth
responding to each other, then all together; marvellous music it must have
been.

Then the refrain of their song is caught up by the <i>Creation Chorus</i>.[