A Quiet Place

I need this. Maybe you do, too. This is the day the Lord made. May we all rejoice and be glad in it.

’Mid all the traffic of the ways, Turmoils without, within, Make in my heart a quiet place, And come and dwell therein. A little shrine of quietness, All sacred to Thyself, Where Thou shalt all my soul possess, And I may find myself. A little shelter from life’s stress, Where I may lay me prone, And bare my soul in loneliness, And know as I am known. A little place of mystic grace, Of self and sin swept bare, Where I may look upon Thy face, And talk with Thee in prayer.

By William Dunkerly, 1917