Speak, I pray Thee, gentle Jesus!
O, how passing sweet Thy words,
Breathing o’er my troubled spirit
Peace which never earth affords.
All the world’s distracting voices,
All th’enticing tones of ill,
At Thy accents mild, melodious,
Are subdued, and all is still.

Tell me Thou art mine, O Savior,
Grant me an assurance clear;
Banish all my dark misgivings,
Still my doubting, calm my fear.
O, my soul within me yearneth
Now to hear Thy voice divine;
So shall grief be gone for ever,
And despair no more be mine.

Christ will me His aid afford,
Never to fall, never to fall,
While I find my precious Lord,
Sweeter than all, sweeter than all.

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Jesus is now, and ever will be,
Sweeter than all the world to me,
Since I heard His loving call,
Sweeter than all, sweeter than all.

I will follow all the way,
Hearing Him call, hearing Him call,
Finding Him, from day to day,
Sweeter than all, sweeter than all.

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Tho’ a vessel I may be,
Broken and small, broken and small,
Yet His blessings fall on me,
Sweeter than all, sweeter than all.

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When I reach the crystal sea,
Voices will call, voices will call,
But my Savior’s voice will be
Sweeter than all, sweeter than all.

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