As the sun rises at the break day,
I hear the birds singing
As they go along their way.
With joyful hearts they fly,
Chirping as they go.
This warm awakening from the LORD,
Is delightful to my soul!
The morning sun wakes the flowers
And they begin to bloom.
The daisies peddles begin to dance
And there is no need for gloom!
The streams begin to glisten
With shinning pebbles below.
Everything is so refreshing
It brings gladness to my soul!
The grass begins to grow
As the sun wipes the morning dew
Like rising little fingers
Pointing up to You!
“And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.” Genesis 1:31
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