Where does my hope come from each dawn?
How do I face each day
Not knowing what might lie ahead
Before I’m on my way?
How do I stand up and step out
When I can never know
What each day holds in store for me,
How far I’ll have to go?
The world can leave me wondering
And wandering astray,
So how do I rise up, rejoice
And face it, come what may?
I stand within the faith that He
Who fills dawn with His light
Will bring me through the toughest day.
Each sunset proves me right.
Psalm 26:3
For your steadfast love is before my eyes, and I walk in
your faithfulness.
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