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Q is for Quiet...Peace and Quiet

Proverbs 1:32-33King James Version (KJV)

32 For the turning away of the simple shall slay them, and the prosperity of fools shall destroy them.
33 But whoso hearkeneth unto me shall dwell safely, and shall be quiet from fear of evil.

Dear Friends,
Growing up in church "Blessed Quietness" was one of my favorite songs sung by the Senior Choir. "On the stormy sea, Jesus speaks to me and the billows cease to roll."  The words gave me such peace.  I could picture peace and quiet.  Jesus speaking to my childhood issues which looking back were problems, some of them not meant for a child to bear.  Jesus was back then and has remained My Hero.  Jesus. I was taught about Him. I heard songs about Him.  I could rest in the comfort and knowledge of His power through years of bullying.  Jesus. He gave me a family who loved me.  Jesus one day He would rescue from the monsters that loomed large on the outside.  Peace and quiet.  Through Jesus I am a witness it is possible even in the the midst of the storm.
Blessed quietness.
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie
Blessed Quietness - Manie P. Ferguson (Public Domain)
  1. Joys are flowing like a river,
    Since the Comforter has come;
    He abides with us forever,
    Makes the trusting heart His home.
    • Refrain:
      Blessed quietness, holy quietness,
      Blest assurance in my soul!
      On the stormy sea, *Jesus speaks to me, [*He speaks peace to me,]
      And the billows cease to roll.
  2. Everything is turned to gladness,
    All around this glorious Guest;
    Banished unbelief and sadness,
    All is perfect peace and rest.
  3. Like the rain that falls from heaven,
    Like the sunlight from the sky,
    So the Holy Spirit given,
    Falls upon us from on high.
  4. What a wonderful salvation,
    Where we always see His face!
    What a peaceful habitation!
    What a quiet resting place!

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