I found peace
In the still of night;
I found release
When moon and stars ignite.
The spiraling scent of vague perfume
Ignites my inner fire;
The serenity that fills my room
The silent song of sighing breeze
To sing her psalm to ancient trees;
Where rivers flow.
For what was lost has now been found
Profess the living Christ;
The King of kings now is crowned
In the splendor of His sacrifice.