The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
I am always grateful to see a new day because it simply means I can do the things I couldn’t do yesterday. That I can continue to seek the Lord with all my heart and all my will. Another day is another chance to do things right, to make amends.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world
Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God’s re-creation of the new day
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