Often when the world crowds I would seek Your face
Let the world rush by me I will not join in the race
Catch a breath of heaven lost are time and space
Catch my breath as in me
Your laughter and Your grace
And I don't have to leave You
For my heart is Your resting place

Often when the world crowds in my troubled mind
I have tried to raise my voice above the madding sounds
As my words fall helpless on to stony ground
You with but a whisper stop all voice but Your own
So may Your house be peaceful for my heart
You have called Your home

So will come softly to my nightstill room
Take my faith in hand and cast my old accuser down
Lift my face to Jesus smiles will chase the frowns
Watch my world come humbly bowed beneath Your King's command
And I will see Your glory dance upon this barren land