You speak in the stillness,
When darkness covers the earth,
In the quiet of the night,
God, my Father, you are there,
I talk to you in prayer.
You have called me to be still,
Teach me, Lord, to do your Will.
Of all the riches in the world,
None can compare with the privilege
Of knowing you.
Lord, I come to seek your face,
Saved by your amazing grace...
Welcomed into your family,
You called me by name,
You've set a special place for me
At your table to dine.
A contest entry
- Don't Wing A Prayer by Carly Pop.
1000 points, ended May 15, 2008, 18 entries
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