The Wake Up Call

Every morning When He calls me awake I thank the Lord With each breath I take. For every night As I close my eyes I wonder where I'll be When I arise. I thank Him for The passing of night And this one more chance To get it right. Thank Him to know That I'm still here Still here to love you My sweet, my dear. I thank Him for Your sounds of sleep, For protecting you Beyond what I could keep. And for the refreshing Gift of rest That allows me today To do my best. Still as I awake To greet each day It all begins The selfsame way And I smile as I rise With a lurch and a jerk To realize What don't hurt won't work. by E. Marshall Evans