1. I heard a Voice, a “still small Voice,”
When life was new and skies were bright;
It spoke to me of destiny,
Of duty and of right.
Then other voices filled my ear,
And charmed my soul away:
Alas for me! I failed to heed
God’s gently voice that day.
Refrain:
That patient Voice, then tender Voice,
In ev’ry bosom pleads;
It is the Father’s voice of love, His voice of love,
And blest is he that heeds.
2. Again I heard that Heav’nly Voice
When sorrow came, with all her train;
Dark shadows fell where light had been,
And life was full of pain.
Above the tumult in my breast,
I heard that pleading Voice;
It spoke of pardon, peace and rest,
And made my heart rejoice.
3. And now that Voice is sweeter far
Than e’en the sweetest melody;
It tells me of my Father’s love,
It cheers and comforts me;
It whispers how my feet should go
Along this earthly road;
It calls me on to holiness,
To Heaven and to God.
4. Ye souls that wander far from God,
With heavy hearts and weary feet,
Upon the desert ways of sin,
Where rain and tempest beat;–
That Heav’nly Voice is calling you,
O listen, while ye may!
No longer harden ye your hearts,
But harken and obey.