Peace Within the Valley
There was peace within the valley,
And within the little church--
The white one with the steeple
Standing by the row of Birch.
And the people, few in number
Lord, they sure knew how to sing--
There was peace within the valley
With the Millhouse and the spring.
Like heaven was the meadow
Where the wild flowers grew--
There was peace within the valley
And a brooklet passing through.
Then the congregation gathered,
Offering a quiet prayer--
There was peace within the valley,
For the Lord, Himself, was there.
Copyright © Mel Merrill | Year Posted 2014
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