
Master, speak! Thy servant heareth,
Waiting for Thy gracious word,
Longing for Thy voice that cheereth,
Master, let it now be heard:
I am listening, Lord, for Thee;
What hast Thou to say to me?
Waiting for Thy gracious word,
Longing for Thy voice that cheereth,
Master, let it now be heard:
I am listening, Lord, for Thee;
What hast Thou to say to me?
Master, speak! though least and lowest,
Let me not unheard depart;
Master, speak! for O 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, O 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.