From the recording Food for the Journey
Lyrics
I was sitting in the garden
I was thinking of The Way
I was reading Thomas Merton
And what he had to say
Living without mercy
Shadowed by His grace
Walking unnoticed
In the secret of His face
I don’t want to be discovered
While I’m living in this place
I just want to be hidden in the secret of His face
Intentionally unknown
Blessed anonymity
Living on his own
In the hills of Gethsemane