Singing for Joy - Re-posted

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 fears of the night.
 
That is when, in grateful praising,
My joyful heart finds voice and sings;
Joining with the birds in chorus,
Rejoicing in all 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