Thought I would share this poem I read....
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 They 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 my life fulfill.
Like 'a watered garden'
Full of fragrance rare
Ling'ring in Thy presence
Let my life appear.
-----Emily May Grimes Crawford
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