Alex Enzbigilis, member at Trinity Grace Church, shares a daily reflection from his family home in Chicago. Here are the lyrics to “Here Master, In This Quiet Place” by Fred Pratt Green (1974).
Here, Master, in this quiet place,
Where anyone may kneel,
I also come to ask for grace,
Believing you can heal.
If pain of body, stress of mind,
Destroys my inward peace,
In prayer for others may I find
The secret of release.
If self upon its sickness feeds
And turns my life to gall,
Let me not brood upon my needs,
But simply tell you all.
You never said 'You ask too much'
To any troubled soul.
I long to feel your healing touch-
Will you not make me whole?
But if the thing I most desire
Is not your way for me,
May faith, when tested in the fire,
Prove its integrity.
Of all my prayers, may this be chief:
Till faith is fully grown,
Lord, disbelieve my unbelief,
And claim me as your own.
