Author: Horatius Bonar, 1808-1889 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4179 Meter: 10.10 D First Line: In the still air the music lies unheard Lyrics: 1. In the still air the music lies unheard;
In the rough marble beauty hides unseen.
To make the music and the beauty needs
The Master’s touch, the Sculptor’s chisel keen.
2. Great Master, touch us with Thy skillful hands;
Let not the music that is in us die;
Great Sculptor, hew and polish us, nor let
Hidden and lost, Thy form within us lie.
3. Spare not the stroke; do with us what Thou wilt;
Let there be naught unfinished, broken, marred;
Complete Thy purpose that we may become
Thy perfect image—Thou our God and Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: CONISBOROUGH
The Master's Touch