L.M. 1 Kings xix. 13.

1 THE voice that speaks Jehovah near,
The still small voice, I long to hear;
O might it now my Lord proclaim,
And fill my soul with holy shame!

2 Ashamed I must for ever be,
Afraid the God of love to see,
If saints and prophets hide their face,
And angels tremble while they gaze!


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