Listening for that still, small voice,
I may not hear you right away,
But you will speak to me.
I’m learning how to still my thoughts
That I might hear your voice,
And I can’t do it easily.
I have to make that choice.
Yet when I set myself apart
And let my thoughts grow still,
I’ve always heard you answer me
And trust you always will.
1 Kings 19:11-13
And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before
the Lord. And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the
mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not
in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the
earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire:
and after the fire a still small voice.
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