Thursday, November 13, 2008

In Rest

I've heard you in the thunder,
I've felt you in the rain,
I've met you in the turmoil,
I've found you in the pain,
but here in the stillness, when this moment all is well,
here I'm prone to wander, here my rebel tale.

Cure my heart of chasing whirlwinds,
of needing earth to quake,
of wrestling made up angels to keep myself awake.

There's passion in the stillness,
there's fire in the cloud,
there's rest that brings a man to life,
there's a voice that whispers loud.

Oh bid my restless wandering heart to find it's pulse in You...
In stillness know that you are God,
in rest you make me new.

-Travis Cottrell

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