Erin Wikle & Hil Lyons - ‘Mid All the Traffic Lyrics

'Mid all the traffic of the ways
Turmoils without, within
Make in my heart a quiet place
And come and dwell within
Come and dwell within
A little shrine of quietness
All sacred to Thyself
Where Thou shalt all my soul possess
And I may find myself
I may find myself
Be still my soul
I fix my gaze
Upon the One
Who knows my name
Keeper of Days
I will behold You
Be still my soul
I fix my gaze
Upon the One
Who knows my name
Keeper of Days
I will behold You
Your still small voice
It calls me to
This place I've found
I'm beckoned to
Where time can't take
Where life won't
Make me move
A little place of mystic grace
Of self and sin swept bare
Where I may look upon Thy face
And talk with Thee in prayer
Talk with Thee in prayer