
Next to the Word of God, music deserved
the highest praise.
Whether you wish to comfort the sad, to terrify the
happy,
to encourage the despairing,
to humble the proud,
to calm the passionate,
or to appease those full of hate, what more effective means than music
could you find?
--Martin Luther
The Organ is in truth the grandest, the most daring, the most magnificent of all instruments
invented by human genius. It is a whole orchestra in itself.
It can express anything in response to a skilled touch.
Surely it is, in some sort, a pedestal on which the soul poises for a flight forth into space,
essaying on her course to draw picture after picture in an endless series,
to paint human life, to cross the Infinite that separates Heaven from Earth!
And the longer a dreamer listens to those giant harmonies,
the better he realizes that nothing save this hundred-voiced choir on earth
can fill all the space between kneeling men and a God hidden by the blinding light of Sanctuary.
Out of daylight, out of the dim silence broken by the chanting of a choir
in response to the thunder of the organ, a veil is woven for God,
and the brightness of His attributes shines through it. --Honore de Balzac
