The stillness of a winter’s eve,
The snow brushing the bough,
And quiet time to spend with You,
If just for here and now.
That slip in every day
To distract me from time with You,
All to my great dismay.
In this season of noise,
To make time to spend in the peace
Which my soul so enjoys.
Open my heart to You.
While this world’s distractions grow old,
Your peace is ever new.
May grace and peace be multiplied to you in the knowledge
of God and of Jesus our Lord.
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