With the dawn of each new day
Hope comes; rising with the sun.
He longs that we be open to his touch;
Receptive to the one…
Who comes on sandaled feet
With mercies that are new;
A gift that has your name engraved
The gift of a day held out to you.
It is He that wakes and seeks you;
Asks you touch, taste and see
All He’s laid before you this day;
To come down on bended knee.
Slow down and let your burdens fall
Breathe and feel your heart rise up
Every breath a gift, every moment another chance;
For hope, for life.
With the dawn of each new day
Healing comes; heralded with the light.
It is His peace that soothes,
And strengthens us with His might…
To stand and greet the day
To open our eyes and behold
That each season has its blessings
Each cloud is lined with gold.
It is He that wakes and seeks you;
Bids you follow Him this, and every day.
Come in and fellowship with Him
He has stored blessings in your name.
The blessing of a future,
And a hope that doesn’t fail;
A future assured of His presence,
That begins anew with every day.
Lisa de Jong