Holy Quietness

There’s a still­ness in the air

And a vi­sion

bright and fair

Of the glo­ry which sur­rounds the ho­ly place;

For my soul with joy is filled

And my be­ing now is thrilled

With a bless­èd

peace­ful

ho­ly qui­et­ness.

O this ho­ly qui­et­ness! Ho­ly qui­et­ness!

Restful mo­ment of bliss!

How my heart with joy is filled!

And my soul and be­ing thrilled

With peace­ful

ho­ly qui­et­ness.

Thro’ the veil I now have come

To the sac­red up­per room

Where my Lord and Sav­ior sits in ma­jes­ty;

Being re­con­ciled to Him

And His Spir­it now with­in

All my soul is hushed in ho­ly ec­sta­sy.

In this bless­èd up­per room

I am per­fect­ly at home

For my rest in Je­sus here is made com­plete;

All my strug­gles now are past

And my rest has come at last

At this ho­ly

qui­et

peace­ful mer­cy seat.

O! this calm and heav’n­ly joy

Nothing ev­er can de­stroy

While His Spir­it guards and keeps the ho­ly place;

While I trust with­out a fear

No dis­cord­ant sounds I hear

To dis­turb my soul from rest­ing in His grace.