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<h2>HUSHED WAS THE EVENING HYMN</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Speak, Lord; for Thy servant heareth.” 1 Samuel 3:9</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_s_u_sullivan_as.jpg" alt="Arthur Seymour Sullivan (1842-1900)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="131.333333333333" height="198.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_u_burns_jd.html" target="_blank">James Drummond Burns</a>, <em>Evening Hymn</em>s, 1857.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Samuel,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_u_sullivan_as.html" target="_blank">Arthur Seymour Sullivan</a>, 1874 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_samuel.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Hushed was the evening hymn,<br>
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The temple courts were dark;<br>
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The lamp was burning dim<br>
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Before the sacred ark;<br>
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When suddenly a voice divine<br>
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Rang through the silence of the shrine.</p>
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<p>The old man, meek and mild,<br>
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The priest of Israel, slept;<br>
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His watch the temple child,<br>
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The little Levite, kept;<br>
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And what from Eli’s sense was sealed<br>
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The Lord to Hannah’s son revealed.</p>
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<p>O give me Samuel’s ear,<br>
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The open ear, O Lord,<br>
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Alive and quick to hear<br>
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Each whisper of Thy Word,<br>
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Like him to answer at Thy call,<br>
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And to obey Thee first of all.</p>
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<p>O give me Samuel’s heart,<br>
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A lowly heart, that waits<br>
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Where in Thy house Thou art,<br>
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Or watches at Thy gates;<br>
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By day and night, a heart that still<br>
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Moves at the breathing of Thy will.</p>
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<p>O give me Samuel’s mind,<br>
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A sweet unmurm’ring faith,<br>
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Obedient and resigned<br>
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To Thee in life and death,<br>
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That I may read with child like eyes<br>
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Truths that are hidden from the wise.</p>
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