Speak, Lord, in the stillness,

Speak, Lord, in the stillness, While I wait on Thee; Hushed my heart to listen, In expectancy.

Speak, O blessed Master, In this quiet hour; Let me see Thy face, Lord, Feel Thy touch of power.

For the words Thou speakest, They are life indeed; Living bread from heaven, Now my spirit feed!

All to Thee is yielded, I am not my own; Blissful, glad surrender, I am Thine alone.

Speak, Thy servant heareth, Be not silent, Lord; Waits my soul upon Thee For the quickening word.

Fill me with the knowledge Of Thy glorious will; All Thine own good pleasure In Thy child fulfill.

Like a watered garden, Full of fragrance rare, Lingering in Thy presence, Let my life appear.