Over the oceans bluest waves
I’ve seen every treasure yet still I crave
Something so deep and something so still
Only my silence can stir its will
so quiet heart
quiet soul
be silent tongue
be still and know
That God is God
that ears are flesh
that hearing God
is hearing less
Bold reminders of Righteous ways
Wisdoms call that fools dismay
They mock and laugh when grace is spurned
and good and right are tables turned
so open heart
open soul
be holy mind
be still and know
that God is God
that hands are flesh
that doing more
is doing less
Did you write that, Mary?!
Yes, maybe I should have said that.
That is lovely. Sorry, I haven’t been around in a while. Bella has been sick almost continuously for 3 weeks. I have been spending less time on the computer.