[Verse 1] Drawn to the quiet, where she can hear his I love yous in the silence. The gentle whisper in the stillness lifts her heart higher [Chorus] There's nothing sweeter, Than the moments when time stands still and she steps into a selah, Daily treasures in his word, like fresh bread to her soul she marvels at His kindness Of his mercy of His grace. When He said , “Seek My face,” her heart responds, “Your face, LORD, I will seek [Verse 2] This place is sacred, everyday knitting her tighter, hemming her in, making her desire more of him. Pausing, waiting, yielding, longing, resting, basking, soaking, needing, clinging, wanting, living, fully living as he comes near. [Chorus] There's nothing sweeter, Than the moments when time stands still and she steps into a selah, Daily treasures in his word, like fresh bread to her soul she marvels at His kindness Of his mercy of His grace. When He said , “Seek My face,” her heart responds, “Your face, LORD, I will seek [Bridge] Even in what seems as nothing, things not perceived by the mind but the heart, Just sitting, just being, just here, Being still. She knows. [Outro] She cries tears of thanksgiving overwhelmed by the mysteries of his love. And so she comes day by day, night by night. Being stitched all the tighter to the holy vine. Your face, LORD, I will seek
