I feel the warm breath of Heaven's grace, The Holy Spirit's touch within my soul, When in my prayer I seek the Father's face— His Word sustains me, makes my spirit whole. Let me be silent, let Him speak alone, Let Him look deep into my heart's true core, Let He establish there a rest His own, Build up strong walls against temptation's lure. Let Him reign constantly within that place And manifest His will throughout my days, For He's the Creator, full of grace, Who guides all things in ever-wondrous ways. He tolerates no filth within that home... He renovates the dwelling from within, So joy might shine where sorrow made me roam, He seeks a faithfulness of swan-like kin— A love that conquers fear and deep despair. He wants that I should trust Him without doubt, And hold forever to His faithful care, That I might feel His Heaven's breath about, And praise the Lord with all my heart always!
