The lawn sports a shawl of fresh dew-diamond dazzle
Flower and fallow unfolds to our gaze
As bird-song and sunshine and zephyr-sigh mingle
Filling our cup with His promise and praise
Where is the darkness that covered the midnight?
Where is the shroud that swathed this tumbled girth?
Its veil is torn by breath-whispers of morning
Up from the skyline Light swaddles the earth
See how the darkness recedes like an ocean
See how its tide slips from shadow to Light?
Such is a heart when our self-will is broken
Like summer’s fair morning after winter’s night
Hope wears the color of gold on the garden
We bear the wonder of Love breathed on dust
See; His compassion is new every morning
Light of the world and in Him we trust
© Janet Martin
But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy
nation, God's special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who
called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 1 Peter 2: 9
Hope in Him is a wonderful gift.
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Amen! Without Him everything would be nothing!
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