I had the opportunity to arrange this song for a dear friend of mine Julie Keyser.

I think of a farm boy barely fourteen

who humbly gave a prayer in a sacred grove of trees

I too have a question I'm down on my knees

So I find a place quiet and alone to feel his answers

in my own sacred grove

In my sacred grove He is listening

He blesses me with love and peace

In my sacred grove Hope is born

as I humbly pray on bended knee knee

Joseph felt the darkness before the light

and I too need deliverance from the darkness in my life

I seek direction, the Lord as my guide

So I find a place quiet and alone to feel his answers

in my own sacred grove

In my sacred grove He is listening

He blesses me with love and peace

In my sacred grove Hope is born

as I humbly pray on bended knee knee

Oh I know that my redeemer lives!

I know He truly cares for me.

For He opened up the windows of heavens glory

when a young boy prayed in a grove of trees.

In the sacred grove Joseph listened

as the father and the son appeared.

In the sacred grove hope was born

And the gospel light for all revealed

Oh I know He truly listens

As I pray in my own sacred grove

Copyright © 2005 by Julie Keyser