Master,Speak!Thy Servant Heareth


Master,speak! Thy servant heareth,
Longing for Thy gracious word,
Longing for Thy voice that cheereth:
Master, let It now be heard.
I am listening,Lord, for Thee;
What has Thou to say to me?

Often through my heart is hearing
Many another voice than Thine,
Many an unwilled echo stealing
From the walls of this Thy shrine.
Let Thy longed-for accents fall;
Master, speak! And silence all.

Master, speak!Though least and lowest,
Let me not unheard depart;
Master speak! For oh,Thou knowest
All the yearning of my heart,
Knowest all its truest need;
Speak! And make me blest indeed.

Master, speak!And make me ready,
When Thy voice is truly heard,
With obedience glad and steady,
Still to follow every word.
I am listening, Lord, for Thee:
Master, speak, oh;speak to me!

Speak to me by name,
O Master,Let me know it is to me;
Speak that I may follow faster,
With a step more firm and free,
Where the Shepherd leads the flock,
In the shadow of the Rock!