In the quiet of the morning,
In the still of the day,
I come before your Presence
Lift my eyes to you and pray

I seldom know the words to say,
Or how to speak Your name
I feel Your presence ever near me
And I’m never quite the same.

Your Goodness and Your Mercy
Your Love and Your Grace
The wonder of it all
As I lift up to You my face

In praise I come before You
To honor Your great name
For ever there before me
The wonder that You came.

For in Mercy You looked down
As in Love You reached out to me
While in Grace You covered me
As in Goodness you surround me.

For in the quiet of each morning
And in the still of every day
I find you ever ready
To guide me as I pray.