my tribute.

how can i say thanks for the things You have done for me? things so undeserved but still You give, to prove Your love to me. the voices of a million angels could not express my gratitude. all that i am, and ever hope to be- i owe it all to Thee.

to God be the glory, to God be the glory, to God be the glory, for the things He hath done.

Hast Thou spoken, blessed Master?

Has Thou spoken, blessed Master,
Has thou whispered in my ear,

And have I because of dullness

Failed Thy precious voice to hear?

Has though sought to bring some message

From Thy heart of love to mine,

Which i've missed because earth’s clatter

Has drowned out Thy voice divine?

Have my hands been over-active

With a thousand lesser deeds,

While my heart has been oblivious

To my spirit's greater needs?

Have I been so bent on asking

For Thy help each passing day,

That i've not time to listen

To what Thou, O Lord, wouldst say?

O forgive me,

precious Saviour!

Still the tumult in my heart,

That my soul might hear the message

Thou art waiting to impart!