Morning has broken like the first morning. Blackbird has spoken like the first bird. Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning! Praise for them springing fresh from the Word. Sweet the rain’s new fall sunlit from heaven, like the first dew-fall on the first grass. Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden, spring 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 recreation of the new day!
While we may not awaken to a perfect earth, we can awaken to a “brand new day” in our minds and hearts. Each day the Lord presents to His beloved children is a day of wondrous possibilities.
Let us always remember that He is the creator. No matter what state we’re in, He can create something new in us, and through us. Oh, what cause for praise! His next act of creation is waiting to unfold as we yield our life to Him anew!
“His compassion’s fail not, they are new every morning.” Lamentations 3:22-23 NKJV