1 Master, speak! Thy servant heareth,
Waiting for Thy gracious word,
Longing for Thy voice that cheereth,
2 Often through my heart is pealing
Many another voice than Thine,
Many an unwilled echo stealing
From the walls of this Thy shrine.
3 Master speak! though least and lowest,
4 Master speak! and make me ready,
When Thy voice is truly heard,
With obedience glad and steady,
5 Speak to me by name, O Master,
Speak, that I may follow faster,
With a step more firm and free,