I had a long talk today about the Lord's peace. Tonite I was reminded of this old song spoken to music by Gloria Gaither. I would play this song over and over until His peace had washed me once again.
Friend Take His Peace ~
When the whirlwinds of doubt churn their way into your soul,
Take His peace.
When your world's reduced to ashes, leaving nothing firm and whole,
Take His peace.
There amidst the broken wreckage in the midnight of your day
In the apex of the stormcloud, He's the quiet place to stay.
Take His peace. Take His peace.
When your mind gropes for answers to the questions that you face,
Take His peace.
When your past comes back to haunt you and you need amazing grace,
Take His peace.
There's an answer beyond question, it's the truth for which you yearn;
There's forgiveness without merit, there's a love you needn't earn,
Take His peace. Take His peace.
When you're weary of the struggle and you need a place to rest,
Take His peace.
When you lose more than you're winning and you're failing every test
Take His peace.
There's no need to win a battle that's been fought and won before;
You can lay back in His Victory, freely share His boundless store
Take His peace. Take His peace.
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