Friday, April 25, 2014

There is Something 'bout a Morning...


There is something ‘bout a morning with fresh color on the air
Well, it fills my heart with wonder and my mouth with humble prayer
For the Keeper of Time’s hours in His pity for our state
Did not bar the earth from Heaven’s eye or fetter Mercy’s Gate
But with infinite compassion patience lavishes the sky
Dawn unfolds Love’s invitation from a Hand none dare deny

There is something ‘bout a morning that renews hope’s song within
See, His eye has not forsaken us in spite of our sin
And we are never called to suffer or to shoulder living’s load
Above that which we are able; morning-tide unveils the road
As the Keeper of Time’s hours lends a step-by-step embrace
And He never will forsake us; morning magnifies His grace

Yes, there’s something ‘bout a morning pouring through the thinning deep
That inspires us to journey on beneath its Giver’s keep
For Love did not seal against us that which we have failed to do
As His gracious arm defends us with a morning fresh and new
Thus we touch with sacred worship this pittance of Time and dust
Light replenishes the darkness, unknowns wait; in God we trust

© Janet Martin
 The LORD'S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness. "The LORD is my portion," says my soul, "Therefore I have hope in Him."…Lam.3:22-24

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