Quiet Times
Chris Rice
Inside of me is a sacred place
Where I can look into Your face
Where I can hear You whisper all Your love for me
It's the dearest hour of every day
When all distractions fade away
And I am left alone to hear You speak to me
I need the quiet times to worship at Your feet
Without the least façade
'Cause in the quiet times, my heart is finally still
And knows that You are God
The sweetest moments of my life
Are when we set the world aside
I'm strengthened by Your spirit in the inner man
I take some time to learn Your ways
Priorities fall into place
And then You send me out to do Your work again
I need the quiet times to worship at Your feet
Without the least façade
'Cause in the quiet times, my heart is finally still
And knows that You are God
