'Tis His. Yes, yes; no other sound
Could move my heart like this;
The Voice of Him that earlier bound
Through grace that heart to His.
In other accents now, 'tis true,
Than once my spirit woke
To life and peace, through which it grew
Under His gracious yoke.
Yes! then 'twas faith-Thy Word; but now
Thyself my soul draw'st nigh;
My soul with nearer thoughts to bow
Of brighter worlds on high.