“Hushed was the evening hymn,”

Hymn written by J. D. Burns
  1.     Hushed was the evening hymn,
             The temple courts were dark,
        The lamp was burning dim
             Before the sacred ark,
    When suddenly a voice Divine
    Rang through the silence of the shrine.
  1.     Old Eli, meek and mild,
             The priest of Israel, slept,
        His watch the temple child,
             The little Levite, kept;
    And what from Eli's sense was sealed
    The Lord to Hannah's son revealed.
  1.     Oh, give me Samuel's ear,
             The open ear, O Lord!
        Alive and quick to hear
             Each whisper of Thy Word:
    Like him to answer at Thy call,
    And to obey Thee first of all.
  1.     Oh, give me Samuel's heart,
             A lowly heart that waits
        Where in Thy house Thou art,
             Or watches at Thy gates;
    By day and night a heart that still
    Moves at the breathing of Thy will.
  1.     Oh, give me Samuel's mind,
             A sweet unmurmuring faith,
        Obedient and resigned
             To Thee in life and death,
    That I may read with childlike eyes
    Truths that are hidden from the wise.
    






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