From the album Food for the Journey

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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