SPEAK, LORD, IN THY STILLNESS

Speak, Lord, in Thy stillness, while I wait on Thee;

hush my heart to listen in expectancy.




Speak, O blessed Master, in this quiet hour;

let me see Thy face, Lord, feel Thy touch of power.




For the words Thou speakest, they are life indeed;

living bread from heaven, now my spirit feed!




Satiate my being, with Thy fullness fill;

as the dew descending, let Thy speech distil.




All to Thee is yielded, I am not mine own;

blissful, glad surrender, I am Thine alone.




Speak, Thy servant heareth; be not silent, Lord!

Waits my soul upon Thee for the quickening word.




Fill me with the knowledge of Thy glorious will;

all Thine own good pleasure in Thy child fulfil.




Like a watered garden full of fragrance rare,

lingering in Thy presence let my life appear