1 Speak, Lord, in the stillness
While I wait on Thee;
Hush'd my heart to listen
In expectancy.

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

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

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

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

6 Like a watered garden
Full of fragrance rare,
Ling'ring in Thy presence,
Let my life appear.