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

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


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His Worthy Praise #97

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