THERE IS NO TONGUE WHICH I COULD TELL
OF THE WHISPER IN MY HEART
LIKE THE SUN BURSTING FORTH IN IT’S RADIANCE
A LAMP UNTO ME
WHISPER GENTLY TO MY SOUL
FOR I WILL WAIT ON THEE
OUT OF IVORY PALACES
FROM THAT HOLY MOUNTAIN
THROUGH THE GATES OF SPLENDOR
YOUR LOVE HAS RESCUED ME
WHISPER GENTLY TO MY SOUL
FOR I WILL WAIT ON THEE
DAY AFTER DAY AND NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
THE SPEECH OF THE HEAVENS IS DECLARED
QUIETLY SPEAKING OF MARVELOUS WORKS
IN MAJESTY THEY SPEAK OF THEE
THE BRILLIANCE OF YOUR PRESENCE
BREAKS THROUGH THE CLOUDS
MOUNTED ON THE WINGS OF THE WIND
YOU REACHED OUT FROM HEAVEN AND RESCUED ME
WHISPER GENTLY TO MY SOUL
FOR I WILL WAIT ON THEE
THERE IS NO TONGUE WHICH I COULD TELL
OF THE WHISPER IN MY HEART
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