The golden light of dawn is nigh,
The quick birds all on wing
Are brushing just above the waves
Where wispy mists still cling.
As morning wakes to greet the dawn
The murmur of the gull
Ripples softly across the breeze
While sleepy waters lull.
And there, below the rising sun,
Where peaceful waters flow,
The morning sings its praise to God
Within the golden glow.
This is a praise I wrote back in 2011 on a different blog. I have been so tired and distracted lately that, when I found it while looking for something else, I knew it was a blessing from God to share again here tonight. A Golden Praise!
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