In The Quiet

 

In the quiet of that hour

When alone with Christ I pray,

I find peace which passeth knowledge,

And His strength for all my day.

For I know He loves to listen

To the things that me distress,

And he patiently gives wisdom.

And His words. my heart to bless.

 

In the quiet of His presence,

There, my soul in rest does hide

From the evil that doth press me

In this world of sin, so wide.

'Tis while holding sweet communion

With my blessed Lord and King,

That I learn His ways ad purpose

Which to pass He'll surely bring.

 

In the quiet of communion,

When I find myself alone

With the Master and Redeemer,

I make all  my problems known.

There we meet and talk together,

As a friend would talk to friend;

And it gives a taste of heaven,

Where such times will never end.

 

~ Alma Hoellein