And of those storms that do arise
That makes men foolish and unwise
Oh Lord let not thy hand destroy
I seek thy peace and all thy joy
Grant me courage to learn to wait
That I might come before thy gate
For I shall of thy fruits enjoy
I seek thy peace and all thy joy
Thy call O’Lord has drawn me near
To thy Spirit that dwells here
To all the gifts He does deploy
I seek thy peace and all thy joy
And when I take my place and sleep
I pray that none my Lord will weep
For of your love I did employ
I seek thy peace and all thy joy
The Inspiration behind this poem is from this question
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