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978. His Voice I Hear

1 I cannot tell when the thunders peal,
How fiercely the storm may rage,
Nor how dense are the shades of the night that steal
O’er the path of my pilgrimage;
But I know, with my Savior always near,
As that night on the Galilee,
The tempest will cease when His voice I hear,
And the darkest shadows flee.

2 I cannot see through the darkest clouds
His image so wondrous fair,
And forget sometimes, when the gloom enshrouds,
The mansion awaiting there;
But if on the wings of faith I soar,
In the strength of His word alone,
My soul can drink till I want no more,
From fountains of love unknown.

3 I cannot drink one draught of pain
From the cup once drained for me,
Or bear the heat on the desert plain,
Nor the grief of Gethsemane;
But I know, if His cross I meekly bear,
If I labor, and watch, and pray,
His suff’rings I a part may share
From thorns in the narrow way.

4 I cannot see for the veil between
The beautiful gates ajar,
The streets of gold, and the living green,
On the banks of the river there;
But I know, somewhere, on that heavenly strand,
Is a mansion, and robe, and crown,
Preserved by the Savior’s loving hand
Till my work on earth is done.

Text Information
First Line: I cannot tell when the thunders peal
Title: His Voice I Hear
Author: Jennie Mast (1911)
Meter: 8.6.8.6 D
Scripture: John 10:3
Source: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/His_Voice_I_Hear); Faith Publishing House, Evening Light Songs, 1949, edited 1987 (178); The Gospel Trumpet Company, Select Hymns, 1911 (322)
Tune Information
Name: [I cannot tell when the thunders peal]
Composer: Barney E. Warren (1911)
Meter: 8.6.8.6 D
Key: E♭ Major
Source: The Gospel Trumpet Company, Select Hymns, 1911 (322); Faith Publishing House, Evening Light Songs, 1949, edited 1987 (178); Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Adoration)






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