This quiet place reveals His grace.
I meditate and pray;
For here I find true peace of mind
By night or light of day.
When deep despair and burdens bear
Down on my troubled soul,
I'll offer there, a quiet prayer
And He will make me whole.
Where flowers grow and waters flow;
In quietude I rest.
With Him I share my every care
And know that I am blest.
An interlude in solitude,
A time when all is still
You must concede, is all you need;
Embrace it if you will
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I would like to translate this poem
i love these lines: An interlude in solitude, A time when all is still