Oh, Speak to Me, My Savior

Oh

speak to me

my Sav­ior

Some words of ho­ly cheer

That I in joy or sor­row

May know that Thou art near;

O Lord

how con­des­cend­ing

To stoop and talk with me!

I know I am un­wor­thy

But hear my hum­ble plea.

Oh

speak to me

my Sav­ior

I wait with list­en­ing ear;

Thy words

so full of com­fort

My soul de­lights to hear.

Oh

speak to me

my Sav­ior

And tell me of Thy grace—

Sufficient for Thy peo­ple

For ev­ery time and place;

Oh

speak to me in trou­ble

Some con­so­la­tions dear;

Be with me in the con­flict

And I shall feel no fear.

Oh

speak to me

my Sav­ior

I long to hear Thy voice

For when I am de­spon­dent

It makes my heart re­joice;

Thou lov­est me

my Sav­ior

Thy love I feel—I know

But oh

my soul is wait­ing

To hear Thee tell me so.