“Speak, I pray Thee, gentle Jesus, Oh how passing sweet Thy words, Breathing o’er my troubled spirit Peace which never earth affords! All the world’s distracting voices, All the enticing tones of ill, Are subdued and all is still.
Tell me thou art mine O Saviour, Grant me an assurance clear; Banish all my dark misgivings, Still my doubting, calm my fear. All my soul within me yearneth Now to hear thy voice divine; So shall grief be gone forever, And despair no more be mine “
Translated into English from Welsh.