Voice of calm
Dear Lord, Creator of the world,
Forgive my foolish ways.
Renew my mind, revive my soul.
In my busy world I find it hard to hear Your voice,
Show me the beauty of Your peace.
Breathe through the heats of my desire
Your coolness and balm
O still small voice
Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire
O still small voice
Small voice of calm
Let Your quietness fall.
In simple trust I hear Your call
But feel unworthy
I need Your grace to face it all.
In joy, in grief, in everything You're here beside me.
Whispering gently through the storm.
Breathe through the heats of my desire
Your coolness and balm
O still small voice
Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire
O still small voice
Small voice of calm
Let Your quietness fall.
Let your quietness fall
Copyright © 2006 - Steve Lowndes