Joy Comes In the Morning
Joy comes in the morning
The birds await to sing their hymns
After being lonesome in darkness
The whippoorwill has brought
Them comfort and hope singing
In the stillness of the night
Wildlife come out to play
For they can see the path
And many predators
Now have the light shining on them
My dog comes to scratch my door
For he is ready to fly through the yard
The flowers in the yard
Begin to perk up with strength
The dew from the grass
Awaits its time to rise
So all of this to recognize
The meaning of joy comes in the morning
When one has been brought
Out of the darkness
There are signs everywhere of this joy
For so many years I missed it
But God will reveal His creation when one seeks
Joy comes from allowing the light
The Holy Spirit dwelling within
Casting out the darkness
That once kept one from God's presence
In my life I tried and failed at trying
To find relief and happiness in this life
But it's when I gave up my own path
And seeked God, and found
that what I had been seeking
To feel this void of understanding.
Was free and this treasure
Is like the parable
To go buy the field so you could
Go back and bury your treasure in it
For this treasure is more valuable
Than anything one could ever seek
To be pulled out of the darkness
That His light might bring life within
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