No Voice but Thine

We come again

O gra­cious Lord

Around Thy hal­lowed mer­cy seat

To feast upon Thy liv­ing Word

And lay our bur­dens at Thy feet.

Shut out the world

that we may see

Within our midst no one but Thee;

Our love in­spire through faith di­vine

That we may hear no voice but Thine.

We come again

for still we need

Refreshing show­ers our hearts to cheer

In Thy dear name the grace we plead

That to Thy throne will bring us near.

Our strength re­new

our hope in­crease

And may we now Thy bless­ings share;

Keep Thou Thine own in per­fect peace

Control our thoughts

di­rect our pray­er.

And when this hour shall pass away

Oh

may Thy pre­sence come so near

That from our hearts we all may say

’Twas good for us to ga­ther here.