"Most humbly will we all bow before our God, and pray that a clear
revelation of the lost dream may be made on the mind of our beloved
Daniel," said Azariah.

In solemn silence, the youths of Judah departed, and retired to their
respective apartments, there to prostrate themselves before the Lord in
humble devotion, with full confidence that the God in whom they trusted
would hear their prayer and grant their petition.

Many hours had already passed away. Stillness prevailed throughout the
thoroughfares of the great metropolis. Silence reigned throughout
Babylon. The faithful night guardians solemnly paraded the streets in the
performance of their important duties. The queen of cities was hushed to
repose; its vast thousands had, for a while, forgotten their toil and
sorrow. Old midnight was left far in the rear, and some faint signs in
the eastern skies betokened the distant approach of day. But yonder, on
their bended knees, see the trembling forms of Amonober's children! For
many hours they have wrestled with God. Does He hear them? But where is
Daniel? Let us silently enter his chamber. The son of Baramon is asleep!
Mark his countenance!

Still the three brothers, "with their faces toward Jerusalem," are bowed
before the Lord. But hark! Ah! it is the well-known voice of Daniel. It
rings melodiously throughout every apartment and it falls on the ears of
the cousins. Hark!

"Blessed be the name of God forever and ever, for wisdom and might are
his. And he changeth the times and seasons. He removeth and setteth up
kings. He giveth wisdom unto the wise, and knowledge to them that seek
understanding. He revealeth deep and secret things. He knoweth what is in