In the mid­night silent watch­es,
What a won­drous voice I hear!
Charming ac­cents, sweet and ten­der,
Music-like sa­lute mine ear.

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Calling, gent­ly call­ing,
Wondrous ac­cents, sweet and mild,
Calling, for He loves me;
He loves a lit­tle child.

Blessèd Lord, O great Cre­at­­or,
How I won­der, can it be?
He that built the star­ry man­sion,
Doth re­gard a child like me.

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There again I hear Thee call­ing,
In such ten­der ac­cents near;
Here am I! oh, yes, I list­en;
Speak, and I will glad­ly hear.

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Speak, O Lord, Thy ser­vant hear­eth;
Help Thou me to un­der­stand;
Here I wait to do Thy er­rands,
And ob­ey, Lord, Thy com­mand.

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