Hush'd was the evening hymn, The tern-pie courts were dark, The lamp was burn-ing dim Be-fore the sa-cred ark, When sud-den-ly a voice di-vine Rang through the si-lence of the shrine.

Oh give me Sam-uel's ear! The o-pen ear, O Lord, A-live and quick to hear Each whis-per of Thy word; Like him to an-swer at Thy call, And to o-bey Thee first of all.

Oh give me Samuel's heart! A lowly heart, that waits Where in Thy house Thou art, Or watches at Thy gates By day and night, a heart that still Moves at the breathing of thy will.

Oh, give me Samuel's mind! A sweet unmurm'ring faith, Obedient and resigned To Thee in life and death, That I may read. with child like eyes, Truths that are hidden from the wise.