Medical Mission Sisters Speak To Me, Wind
Speak to me, wind, of my Lord
Talk to me, wind, of my Lady and Lord
I am alone, far from my home
A child in a storm who is restless roaming
O speak to me, wind, of my Lord
Speak to me, stars, of my Lord
Talk to me, stars, of my Lady and Lord
My little lamp leaps in the night
If there be no oil, how shall it give light
O speak to me, stars, of my Lord
Speak to me, trees, of my Lord
Talk to me, trees, of my Lady and Lord
My roots run deep to the land of my birth
Yet ev'ry branch lifts away from the earth
O speak to me, trees, of my Lord
Speak to me, brook, of my Lord
Talk to me, brook, of my Lady and Lord
I'm always running away from my source
Twisting and tumbling and losing my course
O speak to me, brook, of my Lord
Sing to me morning and night
Shout it in darkness and whisper in light
My Lord is King, my Lady are Queen
We live in a Kingdom that I've never seen
O sing to me morning and night
