Hushed was the evening hymn, The temple courts were dark; The lamp was burn-ing dim O4 24 Be-fore the sacred ark; When sud-den-ly a voice di-vine Rang thro' the silence of the shrine. 639. I HUSHED was the evening hymn, Rang through the silence of the shrine. 2 The old man, meek and mild, The priest of Israel, slept; And what from Eli's sense was sealed, 3 O, give me Samuel's ear, The open ear, O Lord, Alive and quick to hear Each whisper of thy word: 4 O, give me Samuel's heart, 5 O, give me Samuel's mind; To thee in life and death; That I may read with childlike eyes Truths that are hidden from the wise. The earth is not too low, His praises there may grow. Let all the world in every corner sing, My God and King! I I GREET thee, my Redeemer sure, Thou who hast borne such toil and shame And suffering for me, Our hearts from cares and cravings vain, And foolish fears set free. 2 Thou art the life by which we live, Our strength is all from thee; Uphold us so in face of death, What time soe'er it be, That we may meet it with strong heart, 3 The true and perfect gentleness 4 Our hope is in none else but thee; 643. I BEYOND, beyond the boundless sea, 2 Art nigh, and yet my laboring mind Feels after thee in vain, 3 Thee in these works of power to find, Or to thy seat attain ; Thy messenger, the stormy wind; The glorious honor of thy name, The wonders of thy ways; But thou art not in tempest-flame, 4 We hear thy voice, when thunders roll Who yet is everywhere? 5 O, not in circling depth or height, O come, thou Presence infinite, |