(A poem with no date, although I think the words reflect my heart better now, set partially to a tune I never finished)
In the quiet, I hear Your voice
In the stillness, you're my God
You give me peace in the midst of the storm
You give me joy when all is going wrong
You calm the waves around me
Command them to be still
You are the strength surrounding
Me when I've lost my will
You're my God
You're my God
I lift my hands high in praise
I will glorify Your name
You never cease to love me
You've never let me go
Yours are the arms that hold me
Lifting me high when I am low
You're my God
You're my God
I lift my hands to touch Your face
I leave behind all earthly things
I am eternally grateful
For all You are to me
Daily, I come back to Your throne
Falling hard on dependency
In the quiet, I hear Your voice
In the stillness You're my God
You give me peace in the midst of the storm
You give me joy when all seems to go wrong
You are my peace in the middle of the war
You give me courage to keep carrying on
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