There Comes To My Heart In A Still Quiet


There comes to my heart, in a still, quiet way,
A voice that is tender and sweet;
And in tones full of love it is saying today,
Oh, come and a dear Saviour meet.

Oh, come and a dear Saviour meet,
Yes, come and a dear Saviour meet;
And in tones full of love it is saying today,
Oh, come and a dear Saviour meet.

What then shall I say to this Friend waiting here,
A penitent sinner to greet?
For a voice full of love gently falls on my ear,
To come and a dear Saviour meet.

Oh, come and a dear Saviour meet,
Yes, come and a dear Saviour meet;
For a voice full of love gently falls on my ear,
To come and a dear Saviour meet.

Then gladly I’ll come and surrender my all,
And find blessed rest at his feet;
I am sure that to me comes the still, quiet call,
To come and a dear Saviour meet.

Oh, come and a dear Saviour meet,
Yes, come and a dear Saviour meet;
I am sure that to me comes the still, quiet call,
To come and a dear Saviour meet.