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
better
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