Good Morning Lord
I really don’t need words There really is nothing that must be said I’d happily gaze out the window and be content Take away the clock The phone The noise Only the skies and I My window calls me The outdoors holds out its hands Won’t you come? All creation calls me I can see in the sky Your vastness And Your kindness blows in the wind through the trees As Your love touches the edge of the earth At the break of dawn The sky blushes the most brilliant colors The clouds that were covering the sky reveal the sun The rays of which break through like pointed arrows Destroying the remnants of darkness And there I am At my window Watching in awe As the world slowly wakes A new morning with new mercies before me So I needn’t say a thing There’s nothing I must bring I must Only receive The hope of the new day filling my lungs As I inhale Good morning Lord
