In the quiet of the morning
By Shawn Smith - October 5, 2005
In the quiet of the morning when the sun comes
out to shine
The birds they are a singin' and the peace it is sublime
There's a hope that stirs within me at the
dawning of the day
And my soul calls out to heaven as I bow my knees and pray
In the stillness of the moment as I feast on
heaven's bread
All the doubts and fears within me turn to joy and peace instead
The day is filled with promise and will go as
God has planned
There's nothing left to fear as I know I'm in His hands