A Secret Place
A Secret Place: a hallowed chamber,
Apart from worldly snares;
A place where I may feel my Lord
And understand He cares ...
A place where all anxiety flees,
Far away and fast;
Where love can flow so pure and free,
And all my burdens pass ...
And there, where morning light first falls
And warms the inner heart;
Where evening light still lingers ~
Setting secret things apart.
I learn, from out the heart of God,
Cherished deeds that He holds dear.
I take the time and listen,
For, I love to feel Him near.
I’m taught the secrets of His heart.
I count the hours gold
And thank Him for His precious love,
That’s mine to have and hold!
© by Joan Clifton Costner
http://underhiswings0.tripod.com
This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact,for non-profit ministering purposes.
A Secret Place
A Secret Place: a hallowed chamber,
Apart from worldly snares;
A place where I may feel my Lord
And understand He cares ...
A place where all anxiety flees,
Far away and fast;
Where love can flow so pure and free,
And all my burdens pass ...
And there, where morning light first falls
And warms the inner heart;
Where evening light still lingers ~
Setting secret things apart.
I learn, from out the heart of God,
Cherished deeds that He holds dear.
I take the time and listen,
For, I love to feel Him near.
I’m taught the secrets of His heart.
I count the hours gold
And thank Him for His precious love,
That’s mine to have and hold!
© by Joan Clifton Costner
http://underhiswings0.tripod.com
This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact,for non-profit ministering purposes.
