Calling, Gently Calling

In the mid­night silent watch­es

What a won­drous voice I hear!

Charming ac­cents

sweet and ten­der

Music-like sa­lute mine ear.

Calling

gent­ly call­ing

Wondrous ac­cents

sweet and mild

Calling

for He loves me;

He loves a lit­tle child.

Blessèd Lord

O great Cre­at­or

How I won­der

can it be?

He that built the star­ry man­sion

Doth re­gard a child like me.

There again I hear Thee call­ing

In such ten­der ac­cents near;

Here am I! oh

yes

I list­en;

Speak

and I will glad­ly hear.

Speak

O Lord

Thy serv­ant hear­eth;

Help Thou me to un­der­stand;

Here I wait to do Thy er­rands

And ob­ey

Lord

Thy com­mand.