Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice.  Psalm 55:17 KJV

I call, you hear.

My stillness is rewarded.

Answers come as I wait.

My pain ceases quickly.

I hunger no more, you provide.

My meditations bring peace.

Quietness takes control of a noise stricken life.

A superabundance of joy floods my sunken heart.

Love rains down rinses my hate away.

Sin surrounded me upon exiting my mother’s womb;

Calling out to you caused your power to consume.

The sin is now removed.

I travel forward in this race,

My meditations give me a place.

Always hear me when I call,

I need you every day of my walk.