Quietly In A Pew

She sits quietly in a pew
Lord, I know she's talking to you.
I see a tear fall from her eye
She wears a smile, yet she cries.

The Glory of her Lord
Is shinning on her face.
I know her voice is being heard
At your Throne Of Grace.

Lord help me to be like her
To feel what she's feeling.
As I pour out my heart to you
While on my knees I'm kneeling.

Copyright:  Carrie Kinyon   2003

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