Sacred Songs and Solos Lyrics
Hymn No.861
First Line: Though I my Saviour may not see,
Though I my Saviour may not see,
Yet every hour He speaks to me ;
And since I made of Him my choice,
Oh, praise the Lord, I know His voice!
I know His voice, . . . my Saviour's voice . .
And oh, it makes . . . my heart rejoice, . . .
Whenever He . . . shall speak to me > . . .
Oh, praise the Lord ! I know His voice. . . .
2 How often, though I see no form,
I hear His voice above the storm ;
He bids the waves their tumult cease :
The sun breaks forth, and all is peace.
3 He speaks to me of truth and right,
Of joy and rest beyond our sight;
He speaks to me of peace and love,
And tells me of the home above.