That Still Small Voice

What my ears hear,  

My heart knows well;

In silence, in calmness,

My soul can tell.

When worries try to steal,

The quiet confidence I feel--

I hear You, gentle yet so real,

In no time, all I am is still.

Darkness may seem to linger,

The path can be scarily bleak;

That voice will show the way,

Serene --never empty, never weak.

Battles tempt me, “Shrink back!”

Tears – yes they’re bound to fall;

I hear You, “The fight is mine--

Fear not, I already won it all!”