Jesus, the calm that fills my chest
This peace unstirred, this joy of rest
My weary soul has found a charm
Within the shelter of your arms
In desert wastes I fear no dread
I care not where my way is led
Fearless I walk the trackless sea
Since all my life is life with Thee
I’m holding on, to feelings in between
The faith I want, is bound in apathy
I’m tired of doubt, and feeling incomplete
Still, this hope I hold is my reality

Written by Chad Gardner