May Morning Melody

New morning spreads its fledgling wings,

Alighting on Time’s teeming tress

And from its perch of heaven sings

A hymn of hope and happiness

Where in the thick of highs and lows

And faith-lings learning how to fly

The beauty of God’s love bestows

A launch-pad to another try

For if He gave what we deserve 

Alas, what dread each day would be

But from yon fair and eastward curve

Grace authors morn's new melody

So raise the roof of sun and cloud

With ancient hymns of humble trust

For Mercy’s providence endowed

His proof once more to likes of us

© Janet Martin

 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