66. The Still Small Voice

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. [Refrain]

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. [Refrain]

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. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: I heard a Voice, a "still small Voice"
Title: The Still Small Voice
Author: T. O. Chisholm
Refrain First Line: That patient Voice, then tender Voice
Language: English
Publication Date: 1929
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