Jennifer Joy Stockton

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Speak, Lord, in the stillness
While I wait on Thee;
Hushed my heart to listen
In expectancy.

Speak, O blessed Master,
In this quiet hour;
Let me see Thy face, Lord,
Feel Thy touch of power.

For the words Thou speakest,
'They are life,' indeed;
Living bread from Heaven,
Now my spirit feed!

Speak, Thy servant heareth!
Be not silent, Lord;
Waits my soul upon Thee
For the quickening Word!

~Streams in the Desert

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When darkness veils His lovely face
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

~Streams in the Desert

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I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way:
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But, oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me.

~Streams in the Desert

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Follow Me, and I will make you. . .
Make you speak My words with power,
Make you channels of My mercy,
Make you helpful every hour.

Follow Me, and I will make you. . .
Make you what you cannot be--
Make you loving, trustful, Godly,
Make you even like to Me.

~L.S.P.

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