It's the softness of Your hush It's the sweetness of Your smell And in the silence of the morning It's words no tongue can tell Revitalizing Presence Invigorating Life Your abundant Grace Upon which we thrive The quickening of Your Spirit The intimate touch of Your Hand We cannot live without it Nor without it can we stand For in Your Eyes we see The deepest love abide And Your genuine sympathy In which we can hide The earnestness of your calling Beckoning us near Your embrace keeps us from falling Enveloping all our sin and fear For purer must we become As in Your steps we follow Holier, so shining as the sun Forsaking things empty and hollow Until at last Your Face we behold In glory and in majesty We'll sing and shout, let it be told By Your mercy we were set free! Christo Venter @ August 2003