A Peaceful Lil' Ditty in May

In the cleft of the rock I lay down.

The world thrashes and throws, I sleep sound.

Behind the surges and sounds

Peace surrounds.

In the cleft of the rock I lay down.

In the light of Your Word I stand tall.

With a handhold and staff

I don’t fall

Let rivers empty on me

But soon they will see

That in the light of Your Word I stand tall.

In the garden the plantings grow strong

Like the lilies and vines, I belong

Toward the sun’s glow we go

And all men will know

That in the garden the plantings grow strong