S. G. Stock (394/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

S. G. Stock O MASTER, when Thou callest, No voice may say Thee nay, For blest are they that follow Where Thou dost lead the way; In freshest prime of morning, Or fullest glow of noon, The note of heavenly warning Can never come to soon. 2 O Master, where Thou callest, No foot may shrink in fear, For they who trust Thee wholly Shall find Thee ever near; And quiet room and lonely, Or busy harvest field, Where Thou, Lord, rulest only, Shall precious produce yield. 3 O Master, whom Thou callest, No heart may dare refuse; ’Tis honor, highest honor, When Thou dost deign to use Our brightest and our fairest, Our dearest, all are Thine; Thou Who for each one carest, We hail Thy love’s design. 4 They who go forth to serve Thee, We, too, who serve at home, May watch and pray together Until Thy kingdom come; In Thee for aye united, Our song of hope we raise, Till that blest shore is sighted, Where all shall turn to praise!