Quiet Hour

There is a place where i can hide
He comes to meet me there
There in that hour, i can let go
Be myself once more
There in that place, the waters flow
And the river runs — high
I hear that still small voice
What is this call on my heart
I can be still in your care
You show me the way
Sometimes i’m scared to approach you
But slowly i get there
And realise i am home and
Wish i could stay — and more
Whisper your will in to my ear
And your perfume fills the air