In My Quiet Day

It's a still and quiet day.

I have no urge to play.

The work I have will wait

In my still and quiet state.

No outside noise comes in.

No commotion and no din.

I watch the soft sun shine.

This quietness is all mine.

Here, quietly I sup

From my favorite coffee cup.

With comfort now I look

At my favorite, holy book.

 

 

 

 

Is serenity a sin?

Should my work I now begin?

May I spend more time with You?

One more minute or two will do.

In my quietness I know

I've no happier place to go

Than to spend my day with care,

Knowing He is always there.

So, I stay in my silent state,

Thankful Jesus is my fate.

I grow quieter, more still.

Ah, yes. This is Jesus' will.