The birds wake me gently, in the sweetness of morning
with the sovereignty of God as their song.
And they call me to the window with my coffee and Bible
to sit down with the One I belong.
Breezes touch my face as I smell the aroma
of the outdoors and everything green.
The fragrance wraps around me…causing my soul to worship
the God of glory and all I have seen.
Blessings from his Word flood over my heart
as the sunlight moves gently on the pages.
The God who gives life speaks to me of His righteousness
and His wisdom that lives through the ages.
Silence overtakes me and I’m speechless for a while
at the magnitude and glory He possesses.
And I realize that seeing God’s face is so powerful
and a personal way that He blesses.
My thoughts start to wander to the cares of this life
but God reminds me that I must lift them up.
So I pray for my family…my children…and problems
finding peace as I finish my cup.
Oh, the God of the Universe showed me grandeur & beauty
and blessed my heart for the day yet to come.
And the birds’ call to worship draws me back in the morning
to sit in fellowship with God’s only Son.
