Silence creeps over me slowly like winter A thorn in my flesh, a Divine wound, a splinter I still love you so, night and day I sometimes just have nothing to say Sorrow falls on me like evening, but I believe Tomorrow I will wake rejoicing, for you will wipe my tears away I long for the stillness of God, heavn'ly silence But I don't know what to do with myself when I find it Should I fill the space with my voice? Or should I close my mouth and rejoice ? Sorrow Night and day and every season Lord of all, you owe me no reasons Day or night, help me to sing: 'Thank you Lord, thank you Lord, thank you ' I still love you so, night and day I sometimes just have so much to say