The Quiet Hour
VERSE 1
Speak,
Lord, in the stillness
While I
wait on Thee;
Hushed
my heart to listen,
In
expectancy.
VERSE 2
Speak, O
blessed Master,
In this
quiet hour,
Let me
see Thy face, Lord,
Feel Thy
touch of power.
VERSE 3
For the
words Thou speakest,
“They
are life” indeed;
Living
Bread from Heaven,
Now my
spirit feed!
VERSE 4
All to
Thee is yielded,
I am not
my own;
Blissful,
glad surrender,
I am
Thine alone.
VERSE 5
Fill me
with the knowledge
Of Thy
glorious will;
All
Thine own good pleasure
In my
life fulfill.
VERSE 6
Like “a
watered garden”
Full of
fragrance rare,
Ling’ring
in Thy presence
Let my
life appear.
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