Wednesday, 4 November 2009

Drawn from Psalm 46


I rest in the Sanctuary of the Lord

Knowing that God alone is my refuge.


I am deafened by the worlds demands

Overwhelmed by its rages and torments


The seas swell and the mountains quake

The uproar of mans greed echoes through the night


Angry voices call out for revenge

Broken hearts for rescue.


But not here


Here is a Holy Place


This, my refuge

Deep as a mountain pool

Hopeful as the dawn sun

The home of the Most High


Heart’s ease is here

Soul’s friend is here

Spirit’s food is here


My Lord and my God


The Lord speaks and the world melts away


Be still and know that I am God

Be still and know

Be still


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