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 list'ning, 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!