This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it."
Psalm 118:24
This is the day the Lord has made
A gift we dare not waste
Wrapped in blush tulle then gently laid
Beneath our touch and taste
Sometimes the highs and lows of love
Can cause us to mistreat
The Gentle Hands that tip Time’s trove
With treasure, bittersweet
To track-records of sad disgrace
He does not yet repay
Nor does He turn away his face
But grants another day
Where miracles are sometimes veiled
In merits, hard to see
And prayers that look as if they’ve failed
Are answered faithfully
Where what we want may not agree
With the needs He supplies
Goodness and mercy’s Mystery
Finesse faith’s hard-fought Prize
This is the day God helps us bear
A gift of thorn and rose
Then pray we trust Him with whate’er
His gentle Hand bestows
...and may we in return reply
Not with selfish demands
But open up our bit of sky
With kind and gentle hands
© Janet Martin
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