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Joy Snell – Ministry of Angels

I began to hear strains of music that were not of this earth, but more glorious far! Often I could hear voices, thousands of them, it seemed to me, singing songs of praise and blending with the notes of some mighty celestial organ. At times it would sound loud and clear, as though close at hand, and then it would gradually diminish in volume, until it was scarcely audible. And then it would swell again, resonant, jubilant, triumphant.

 I heard this heavenly music, for so I always regarded it, at all sorts of times and in all sorts of places - by day and by night, when alone or with others, in the house or out of doors.

This music I have heard at intervals ever since.

I told my brother and a few friends in whom I could confide without bringing ridicule upon me, of the wonderful music that I heard, but even when it sounded loudest and clearest in my ears, none of them could hear it. It is in the impression it conveys of joyousness that it differs most from human music.

No earthly music that I have ever heard is half so gladsome. Listening to it, one feels that it expresses a state of happiness, of faith in divine love that is seldom if ever realized here. And always when I hear this music it is accompanied by that same exhilarating fragrance that pervaded the room wherein I beheld my first vision.