Oh, for calmness in the clamour
to call out to Christ for love:
lonely, leaning, comfort gleaning
in the shove of grabbing greed . . . – surviving
as he feeds my soul – reviving.
Oh, for calmness in the clamour
to call out to Christ for love:
lonely, leaning, comfort gleaning
in the shove of grabbing greed . . . – surviving
as he feeds my soul – reviving.