Letras
When the day is done and gone
And shades of evening come along
I sit alone and think of You
And I thank You that I have
This quiet hour, alone with You
Melodies and symphonies
And gentle breezes in the trees
I must confess that all of these
Do nothing more
Than simply to remind me
How wonderful You are
How can I tell You, Lord
How wonderful You are
I don't have to say a word and
Yet I know each word is heard
It makes no difference where I am
You're there to join me in
My quiet hour alone with You
I think of all You've done for me
And how Your love has made me free
How You gave so selflessly
And I wonder how can I begin to thank You
For loving me
And my desire, Lord
My desire is to be with You