Cynthia Clawson Hear The Voice Of My Beloved Lyrics

Hear the voice of my beloved
Gently call at close of day
Come my love, come and meet me
Rise oh rise and come away.

Winter’s dark will soon be over
And the rain is nearly done
Flowers bloom and trees are budding
Time for singing has begun.

I have waited through the shadow
For my Lord to call for me.
Now the morning breaks eternal In its sight His face I see
Now the morning breaks eternal
And at last His face I see.

When you see the fields re-budding
You will know the summer’s near
And when you hear the words I’ve spoken
You will know my coming’s near
So keep on listening my beloved
For my coming’s very near.