E R. Havergal

8.7.8.7.7.7.

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?

2

Often through my heart is pealing

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.

3

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.

4

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!

5

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!