Speak, dear Lord, let me hear

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1 Speak, dear Lord, let me hear thy sweet voice,
Drawing my spirit still closer to thee;
Now by faith let me see the kind smile of thy love,
Shining clearer and brighter on me.

‘Tis joy, joy, heavenly joy!
The blest holy Dove e’er brings from above;
‘Tis joy, joy, heavenly joy!
That’s shed by the spirit of love.

2 Fill me now with thy peace, blessed Lord,
So shall I ever thy goodness adore;
More like thee, Savior dear, may I grow day by day,
Till thy image I bear evermore. [Refrain]

3 Fruits of grace in my life shall abound,
Sweeter than perfume of lily or rose;
Pouring joy, like a fount, on the hearts all around,
Until they on thy bosom repose. [Refrain]

Source: His Worthy Praise #97

Author: Ada Blenkhorn

Ada Jane Blenkhorn Canada 1858-1927 Born in Cobourg, Ontario, the 10th of 11 children, she emigrated with her family to the U.S. In 1884 and settled in Cleveland, OH.. She was raised a Methodist, and began writing hymn lyrics at age 34. A prolific writer of hymn lyrics, she was about to give it up when a friend encouraged her to continue, telling her some soul might be saved by a hymn she would write. She worked for many years as secretary to her brother, Henry's, real estate company. After his death in 1923, she became president of the company. She never married. John Perry  Go to person page >

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First Line: Speak, dear Lord, let me hear
Author: Ada Blenkhorn
Refrain First Line: 'Tis joy, joy, heavenly joy
Copyright: Public Domain


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His Worthy Praise #97

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