Clean out all the clutter
Shut out all the noise
Nothing else can come close to
Listening to Your voice
If I'm not too careful
I can go astray
It's when I let go of Your loving hand
That I can lose my way
So I'll get where it is quiet
Still my soul so I can hear
Your fatherly Voice whispers softly to me
As You wipe away my tear
Why so downcast, oh my soul
Don't be so downtrodden
It's all those voices calling out
They're why you have forgotten
My hope comes from You, God
You're where I want to abide
So like a flint I'll set my face
To Your arms open wide
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