I come to a place of quietness, Where peace is felt in the air, I sense the presence of Jesus, I know my Savior is e'er there. I sit beneath the flowers in bloom, God's beauties created with love, His hands made all of creation, From the soil to the skies above. I bask in His lovely Garden, Thanking Him from my heart, He is always in my quietness, Jesus is fore'er a blessed part. Serene peacefulness fills me, In His presence I rest sublime, God's hand reaches to touch me, Calms my soul in restless times. A peaceful place with Christ I cherish, I long for His essence and grace, I seek solitude with Him in His garden, Until in heaven, I'll look upon His face. Gayle Davisİ September 5, 2005 E-mail

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