In the Quiet Place by Precious Egilewe
In the Quiet Place by Precious Egilewe In the quiet place I kneel,Where no noise can steal or steal,There I hear the Savior’s voice—Soft and still, my soul’s rejoice. When the world is loud and wild,He calls me as His precious child.In brokenness or mountain high,His grace still lifts me to the sky. The cross…