I Needed the Quiet
I needed the quiet, so He drew me aside
Into the shadows where we could confide
Away from the bustle where all the day long,
I hurried and worried when active and strong.
I needed the quiet, though at first I rebelled,
But gently, so gently, my cross He upheld;
And whispered so sweetly spiritual things,
Though weakened in body my spirit took wings.
To heights never dreamed of when active and gay,
He loved me so greatly, He drew me away.
I needed the quiet, no prison my bed,
But a beautiful valley of blessings instead.
A place to grow richer in Jesus to abide,
I needed the quiet, so He drew me aside
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