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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? |
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2 | 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. |
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3 | 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 blessed indeed. |
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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, O, speak to me! |
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Frances Ridley Havergal, 1836-79 |