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