To Rest and Renew

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The whisper of a coming dream,

Small birds as dusk rolls in,

The rustle of the wind in leaves…

The lullabies begin.

 

A distant windchime starts to sing,

The apple tree to sway,

Sunset washes the sky in pink

And then fades to soft grey.

 

Oh Lord, I need this time of rest,

To heal my weary soul.

Please let me sleep within night’s song,

Then wake, renewed and whole.

 

Psalm 4:8

In peace I will both lie down and sleep; for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety.