This is a beautiful morning Lord,
carried by your very breath...
sometimes I sit and wonder
how it is you have made me
to love you so.
It was your gentle touch,
your soft voice.
Always pleading and
always there.
Saying good morning
no matter where I might be.
And today, I love you more
than I did yesterday.
How it is that your love works within me
is a mystery to me.
How it is that it grows
leaves me wondering.
And I think to myself
how blessed I really am.
How grateful I am to share
this morning with you.
You who loves me,
lover of my soul.
That you would come for me
is still a mystery to me.
I will not ask why.
I know why.
Although I’ve yet to understand
the very depth, breadth or height.
I will know someday,
how it is you have saved me
and why.
Although why isn’t as important
as the fact that you did.
You made me to love you
and I simply do.
You made me to worship you
and I seek to worship you
in all things I do.
You made me to hear your voice...
and that too is a mystery.
How it is I hear that softness that you are.
How it is I can hear at all...
And you soothe my soul
when it is in turmoil.
Your hand upon me brings me peace
in a way I have never known before...
And I love you there.
When I have not one care
except for you.
Thank you, that you gave me your life.
Praise your name forever
because of that life.
Thank you, that you made me white as snow.
When I see what I wear,
I see your bloodstains everywhere...
and I am grateful that you gave
ALL that you are.
You amaze me
in so many ways.
You giving your life for me
setting me free from the bondage of myself.
A place I had chosen to be...
and would still have chosen
had it not been for your great love for me.
You had a key…
and they tell me the only key I need is willingness.
So be it.
I will be willing to hear your voice…
and I will be willing to follow your instruction.
I will be willing to give to you
all that I am.
Lover of my soul
thankful I am.
That this morning we celebrate
a new life.
Away with the old!
You are the one who keeps my soul!
So keep it this day please.
Make me a willing participant
in all that you have given me.
Written By: De’Anna West © April 20, 2003
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