His Mercies
My eyes, still in shock from the night of slumber,
open to greet the day ahead.
Through the fog and grog of waking joints;
I see the truth that is...
Just as with the coming of a new day,
so is the coming fo God's renewed mercies.
As the darkness fades into light, and death into life,
so we greet the day. Melted into His new mercies.
I see His mercy shining as the Sun
and I am beaconed to bask in the light of it all.
open to greet the day ahead.
Through the fog and grog of waking joints;
I see the truth that is...
Just as with the coming of a new day,
so is the coming fo God's renewed mercies.
As the darkness fades into light, and death into life,
so we greet the day. Melted into His new mercies.
I see His mercy shining as the Sun
and I am beaconed to bask in the light of it all.
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