My Heart Whispers His Name

During the morning I was wrapped, in His grace In the still of the night I now seek His face In the hustle of the day I pushed Him aside Now in the evening I want Him, again by my side Outside, I am alone In the quiet of the night A beautiful, soft light Soon fills my sight Silver light, to earth The moon does bestow I stand amazed Awash, in its glow The cool night air Softly kisses my cheek A moment so lovely I am unable to speak Unable to utter So much as a sound By the beauty of this moment I am bound Sweet joy, to me This beauty does impart Yet, there is something Still troubling my heart Outside, alone in the night Silently I stand Longing for the touch Of the Master's gentle hand I soon feel His presence He is now near I am no longer alone Jesus is here I cannot help but wonder What brought Him to me In a crystal clear thought I soon see Words were not spoken But He heard me just the same Because, when my voice is silent My heart whispers His name This poem was included in Reflections of the Heart Christian Poetry book four of the Heart and Soul Christian Poetry Collection by Esselle Davis (pen name I use)