With Each Morning
"Reflections of pink, and gold on heaven’s floor,
a hint of memories that came millenniums before,
and the radiance of God’s glory, eying from behind the shore,
is a new dawn, for our taking." Martin Braun
Basking under heavenly rays’ pleasure
my soul thanks the Almighty for each morning's leisure
to welcome great blessing-showers' treasure
abundant for sharing beyond love's measure.
With each morning* hope that smites distress-scorching attacks
my heart rejoices to face new beginnings' surprise-packs
having the Lord to guide me while on service tracks
thus, I can overcome trials' deterring knacks.
Offering praises to the Saviour each day, upheld by faith’s delight
my spirit worships Him midst Bible-illumination's insight
blissfully awaiting blossoms despite stormy blight---
showcasing life’s grandeur through the Creator’s might.
While each morning offers fear-conquest against perilous signs of the times
prophesied by the Scriptures with compassion and warning chimes
my commitment for Gospel sharing continues along reaching-out climbs
prayerfully sharing that "Jesus Christ saves" in my verses and rhymes.
*Lamentations 3:22-23 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.
December 29, 2021
Edited on August 15, 2023
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