The gift of silence

I have never been a person to leave things unsaid but this morning, everything I seek to comment, I find jumbled in my head. "No, this comes from anger, this comes from division, this comes from fear, this comes from the world." What, Lord, is to reside in my heart when thou hath cleansed me? I shall say, "Glory be to you Lord, that I may know your presence." Holy, holy, holy Lord, my God almighty.