In the quietness of the woods
I seek His face most dear
In His presence I can hear
His powerful words become most clear
He smiles at me
So tenderly
He beckons me to come
In His presence, I overcome
As we walked, You gave me insight
With it, my heart took flight
With You, I find great delight
In Your tabernacle is perfect peace
Your beauty, power You release
In submission, I choose to decrease
That the world may see You in all of Your Glory!
by Nan DeNoyer