midnight
Next month you shall hear all about it . -- It was evening , and I was going to the sick-chamber . As I paused at the door before entering , I heard a sweet voice singing . It was not the wild melody I had sometimes heard at midnight : -- no , this was the voice of Iris , and I could distinguish every word . I had seen the verses in her book ; the melody was new to me . Let me finish my page with them . HYMN OF TRUST .