He is my Delight

When God seems silent could it be

That this is how He draws me near

And teaches me and trains my ear

To shut out the world and all it’s noise

And listen closely for His voice

 

When He speaks with thunderous sound

He has my attention then

But Oh! to hear Him when

He whispers

 

Be silent oh my soul and learn

In quiet and obscurity

To hear the Voice that speaks to me

For that sound my heart so yearns

Towards that Voice my ear does turn

 

Though waiting endlessly it seems

When just one word

From Him is heard

What joy!

 

His whispers – a delight to me

My God Oh may it ever be

That I may hear Your whispers