Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Quiet Time
This is a wicked poem .
QUIET TIME
The pleasures and cares of this world
Must not be allowed to take
The quiet time
The quiet time
The quiet time
With You
I know You thru the wonder of your world
and thirst for more
I sing to you your praises
And You fill me with your love
I soar to meet your glory
and fall before your presence
The quiet time
The quiet time
The quiet time
QUIET TIME
The pleasures and cares of this world
Must not be allowed to take
The quiet time
The quiet time
The quiet time
With You
I know You thru the wonder of your world
and thirst for more
I sing to you your praises
And You fill me with your love
I soar to meet your glory
and fall before your presence
The quiet time
The quiet time
The quiet time