Peace be still

silance is maddening
the quite drives me insane
the stillness deafens me and suffocates all the same
the waiting is so painful that I can hardly breath
the intesapation of what it shall be
the longing to know the truth
of what the future holds
is like unto a bolder that crushes down my soul
the worry that it costs me
the time I spend a wast
for the future come so swiftly
and leaves in such a hast

the past is quick disolving
the present slipping by
and still I do not know what shall be by and by
except that I have a window
a glimpse at what may be but still so uncertain
as life tends to be
I yearn for an answer
I beg for some reply
but none comes to quinch my thirst
or stolk out this fire
it burns with in my heart and mind
it drives me up the wall
and still I am so unaware of what will be after all

but God does hold the future and I be yet so frail
as if he would let me go or cause my faith to fail
for he has calmed the sea the wind and the rain
he has rescued me from the end of days
he had promised me to stay beside my path
and never leave me or pour on me his wrath
so I shall quite my fears
and lay my cares to rest
knowing that he shall do good unto me and give me his very best
for by his grace I have been blessed
that hope shall be restored
and I can go on rejoicing and praising Christ my Lord.