Lord, speak to me that I may speak
In living echoes of Thy tone;
As Thou hast sought, so let me seek,
Thy erring children lost and lone.
O lead me, Lord, that I may lead
The wandering and the wavering feet;
O feed me, Lord, that I may feed
Thy hungering ones with manna sweet.
O strengthen me, that while I stand
Firm on the Rock, and strong in Thee,
I may stretch out a loving hand
To wrestlers with the troubled sea.
Oh teach me, Lord, that I may teach
The precious words Thou dost impart;
And wing my words, that they may reach
The hidden depths of many a heart.
O use me, Lord, use even me,
Just as Thou wilt, and when, and where;
Until Thy blessed face I see
Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share.