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QUIET TIME

by:
Loa Neff Merritt

In a quiet time I find Him,
Walking down a maple lane;
On a sunlit field of daisies
Sparkling bright with last night's rain.

Alone, I feel a presence
And a knowledge that He's there;
The world that moves around me
Makes me ever more aware.

A place down deep within me
Seeks these times of sweet release
From the earthly cares I live with
And I find an inner peace.

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