THE STILL SMALL VOICE

A. DICKSON.

HARK! a voice of gentle sweetness
     Whispers to the listening ear,
Bringing joy and peace and gladness,
     Faith and hope instead of fear.
Shedding light where all was darkness,
     Happiness where all was gloom,
Just a low sweet voice which murmurs,
     I will lead you safely home.

Every one may hear its message—
     King or beggar, high and low,
Soldiers 'mid the din of battle,
     Sailors when the tempests blow,
To the man of business worries,
     To the orphan left alone,
Comes the low sweet voice which murmurs,
     I will lead you safely home.

Whose the voice that comes so sweetly,
     Leaving peace along the way,
Healing all the broken-hearted,
     Cheering each so tenderly?
'Tis the voice of Love that whispers
     To the weary ones that roam:
Courage, I am with you alway; 
     I will lead you safely home.