Psalm 90:14

 

In that moment when the morning

Is still patterned with first light
And the mists that fell with darkness
Scatter as the skies grow bright,
All the birds rise up in singing
Melodic hymns of delight.
For they know that day is coming
Turning back the fears of night.
 
That is when, in silent fervor,
My joyful heart wakes up and sings;
Joining with the birds in chorus,
Grateful for all each morning brings.
 
Psalm 90:14
Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.