Hush now! The Lord is whispering,
I hear Him on the breeze.His voice is soft, a murmuring
Like gently rustling leaves.
He speaks of how much He loves you,
How you are His to keep.
So hush now, angel, close your eyes
The Lord will guard your sleep.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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