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Your voice has stilled the raging storms The wind and waves bow down before Your still small voice brings hope to all Who wait on You, we'll wait for You To lead us to the place where You'll restore our souls And all our earthly strivings come to cease Take from our souls the strain and stress And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Your peace The beauty of Your peace Bright skies will soon be overhead We'll enter in to Heaven's rest There'll be no death, there'll be no pain The things of old will pass away You'll lead us to the place where You'll restore our souls And all our earthly strivings come to cease From Letras Mania