Monday, August 5

In the quiet of the night
that is when my heart stirs
and when the tears come
In the quiet of the night
that is when I hear His voice
His gentle proddings and sure encouragement
that is when they come
and so I turn my head around
I turn to my soft pillow
the tears, they fall
I let them fall
as I hear His voice
and I know I cannot hide
where can I go?
How can I ignore the one who loves me so?
In the quiet of the night
I must make my peace
with the one who knows everything
and trust that it will be alright.

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