Morning spills and fills a sea
With hope’s golden melody
Blue night-shadows seep away
Grace bestows another day
None can know its mystery
What will shape its legacy?
Touch its tide with faith, for oh
By the grace of God we go
Soon the night wind fills earth’s sigh
Today’s hello and good-bye
Writes its verse of love and life
Kiss of laughter, sting of strife
Beg the Lord for mercy, then
Off we go and try again
Surely in return for rest
We owe God our very best
© Janet Martin
For some reason getting up was hard this morning…but the
last two lines suddenly jolted me out of bed.
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