Oh Lord, tonight my mind’s at ease,
I needed this day’s peace.
Yet, like all things in this old world,
I know, this too, will cease.
Until that time, I’ll take the gift
You’ve given me today,
And rest my weary mind a while,
Be still, listen and pray.
The world is always noisy, Lord,
And times of peace are few.
That’s why I count them, every one,
As gifts of grace from You.
You are my stillness in the storm,
The place where I can heal.
You are the one to whom I turn
To find the peace that’s real.
Psalm 16:1
Preserve me, O God, for in you I take refuge.
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