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When
morning
dawns, I
am
looking
~
Things
to
praise
and
thank
You for.
Oh, God,
they are
so
plenteous;
Every
second
more in
store
...
The
sunrise
in its
beauty,
when
The
birds
just
start to
stir,
The
music of
the
early
morn ~
The
beams of
light
that
blur ...
To look
like
shafts
of dewy
light
That
dances
in the
morning;
To
choruses
of angel
wings
Imagined
in the
dawning!
Then,
moonbeams
dancing
on my
skin,
Stars
twinkling
in my
eyes
As I lie
beneath
your
perfect
realm
And
admire
the
midnight
skies.
This
night is
filled
with
wonder,
Like so
many
nights
before.
As I
gaze
into
infinity,
I'm
filled
with awe
once
more.
Oh, what
a
perfect
canvas
This
midnight
sky
displays!
And such
a
beautiful
work of
art
God's
handiwork
conveys!
Who
dares to
count
the
stars
above
And give
each one
a name?
It is
the One
Who
loves me
most
And is
evermore
the
same!
I looked
for You
at early
dawn
And You
were
faithful
~ true!
Still,
at
midnight’s
darkest
hour
I feel
the hand
of You!
"I will
never
leave
you ...
nor
forsake
you."
© 2004
by Joan
Clifton
Costner
& Vickie
Lambdin
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