Morning has broken
Like the first morning,
Black bird has spoken
Like the first bird.
Praise the singing!
Praise for the morning!
Praise for them springing
Fresh from the Word!
Mine is the sunlight!
Mine is the morning.
Born of the one light
Eden saw play!
Praise with elation,
Praise ev’ry morning,
God’s recreation
Of the newday!
Irish Folk Song
This morning as I headed out for my walk it was a cool crisp 48 degrees. The sun was just beginning to peek above the Sierra Nevada mountains and it was absolutely gorgeous. As I was walking along and talking with God the above song came to my mind. Isn't it wonderful that we get to start each new day fresh as God gives us another chance to live for Him to the fullest and tell others about His Son Jesus Christ.
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