Blissful is the beauty
Of a bright morn,
My heart is lifted,
My mind is reborn.

The birds around
Sing with joy sweet,
Bringing music to my heart,
Rhythm to my feet.

The sun resumes
Its height in the sky,
Warming my skin,
Delighting my eye.

So with joy and gratitude,
With a heart singing,
I rejoice in the glory
This new day is bringing.

And above all things
I rejoice in You,
Jesus, You are the One
Making all things new.

Hearts scarlet with sin
You make white as snow,
With mercy You give,
With love You show.

As birds around
Sing with joy sweet,
I thank You for another day
That You I may greet.

Yes, blissful is the beauty
Of this bright morn:
Reminding me that in You
I am renewed and reborn.

Caroline Gavin ŠJune 2013
Purposeful Pathway

Lamentations 3:22-23 (KJV)
It is of the Lord's mercies
that we are not consumed,
because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning:
great is thy faithfulness.