Frances R. Havergal, 1836-1879
Lord, speak to me, that I may speak
in living echoes of thy tone;
as thou has sought, so let me seek
thine erring children lost and lone.
O strengthen me, that while I stand
firm on the rock, and strong in thee,
I may stretch out a loving land to
wrestlers with the troubled sea.
O teach me, Lord, that I may teach
the precious things thou dost impart;
and wing my words, that they may reach
the hidden depths of many a heart.
O fill me with thy fullness, Lord,
until my very heart o’erflow
in kindling thought and glowing word,
thy love to tell, thy praise to show.
O use me, Lord, use even me,
just as thou wilt, and when, and where,
until thy blessed face I see,
thy rest, thy joy, thy glory share.