Master, speak! Thy servant heareth

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					8.7.8.7.

1	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!

										F.R. Havergal