Hymn 127 God speaks to us in bird and song.

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Hymn 127 God speaks to us in bird and song

1 God speaks to us in bird and song, in winds that drift the clouds along, above the din of toil and wrong, a melody of love.

2 God speaks to us in far and near, in peace of home, and friends most dear, from the dim past, and present clear, a melody of love.

3 God speaks to us in darkest night, by quiet ways through mornings bright, when shadows fall with evening light, a melody of love.

4 God speaks to us in every land. on wave-lapped shore and silent strand, by kiss of child and touch of hand, a melody of love.

O voice divine, speak now to me, beyond the earth, beyond the sea; 5 O voice divine, speak now to me, beyond the earth, beyond the sea; first let me hear, then my praise be a melody of love. Joseph Johnson 1848-1926