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Hushed Was the Evening Hymn


James D. Burns
(1823-1864)

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.

The old man, 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.

O 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.

O 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.

O give me Samuel’s mind,
A sweet unmurm’ring 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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2 comments… add one
  • Eva Armstrong September 14, 2018, 9:03 am

    Wow, this is powerful poetry! To have Samuel’s ear and heart, to obey in childlike faith: this is something for meditation and prayer. Instead of seeking more revelation and direction, let me walk in what He has already shown me and obey the calling I know He gave..

    • Jim Kerwin September 14, 2018, 12:35 pm

      Agreed. I found this one especially moving. Now if only I could remember where I found it. And, oh! for a tune to which it could be sung!

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