Another day dispels the night
And we embark upon its flight
Where its road leads, we cannot know
But by the grace of God we go
Another day ignites the dawn
A bugle-call of mercy spawns
Another portion of the past
Where soon its filament is cast
Another day embosses hills
As from the deep its morning spills
To offer us another chance
To love and learn, to dream and dance
Another day; sun-shadow trace
Manifestation of God’s grace
In humble hope we pause to pray
And thank Him for another day
© Janet Martin
I realized this morning, that without thought the first
thing I often do when I get up is scan the eastern sky-line as my subconscious
whispers ‘another day’…
But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing
of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble. Ps. 59:16
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