Psalm 21:6

I sit, wrapped in the stillness of

The rising sun’s first blush,

Reflecting on all of my joys

Within the morning’s hush.

They number more than all the stars

That fill the night time sky;

They far exceed the blades of grass

That wave before my eye.

The joys that spill through every day

Add up abundantly,

And you love me so vey much

That you gave them to me.

So let me not sit in the dawn

With troubles on my mind,

When all about me are the gifts

You’ve left for me to find.

Psalm 21:6
Surely you have granted him unending blessings and made him glad with the joy of your presence.