Discover the rhythm of the sacred
resting in the faithful arms of grace,
just learning to be – not how to do,
Father heart of God my soul embrace.
He makes me lie in green pastures
not a rose garden filled with ease,
but where I learn to lean on Him;
waiting – not doing what I please.
With burdens heavy and grief to bear
come to dwell - in His refuge of love,
listen to His voice, make Him your choice
from fear and rush you will rise above.