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Strofă 1
Speak Lord in the stillness, While I wait on Thee; Hushed my heart to listen In expectancy.
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Speak, O blessed Master, In this quiet hour; Let me see Thy face, Lord, Feel Thy touch of power.
Strofă 2
For the words Thou speakest, "They are life, indeed; Living bread from heaven, Now my spirit feed."
Strofă 3
All to Thee is yielded, I am not my own; Blissful, glad surrender- I am Thine alone
1. Speak Lord in the stillness,
While I wait on Thee;
Hushed my heart to listen
In expectancy.
R: Speak, O blessed Master,
In this quiet hour;
Let me see Thy face, Lord,
Feel Thy touch of power.
2. For the words Thou speakest,
"They are life, indeed;
Living bread from heaven,
Now my spirit feed."
3. All to Thee is yielded,
I am not my own;
Blissful, glad surrender-
I am Thine alone