The silence of the night greets me,
All noise fled with the sun,
And I am resting in its peace,
The vexing day is done.
Tomorrow it will start again,
The fast, chaotic run,
But, for right now, the moon’s my guest
And this night’s just begun.
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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