"Besides Still Waters. ( meditating on His word.)" by Peggy ann

I'll sit quietly
besides still waters,
and listen to your voice.
In the gentle breeze
blowing through the trees,
You whisper your songs of love.
What am I before you Lord?
( but a sinner so forlorn?)
If it weren't for your grace and love,
and the precious blood of your Son?
Where would I be?
How could I stand,
if not in your strength alone?
Oh Lord my God,
I'm on my knees
in reverence before thy throne!
Please grant unto me that quiet spirit,
as I patiently walk through life's gloom.
Lift me up, and let me sing of your goodness
Morning, night, or noon.
I will praise your name,
and tell the good news
of your amaizing power to save
any, who through obedience
to your word,
will be kept
by your unfailing grace.
Let me kneel at your feet
Dear Jesus,
as you talk to me
through your word.
Besides still waters
I hear your voice,
the gentlest,
I've ever heard.