Joyful Praise

 

Beneath the cold face of the moon,
Or the bright light of dawn,
I find the peace that’s born of faith,
The truth that leads me on.
 
The world is but a small part of
The creation You planned,
Yet it can fill me with such awe,
The power You command.
 
I cannot help but rejoice, Lord,
In dawn or the dark night,
For, what Your hand formed, You still rule.
That fills me with delight.
 
I sing Your praise with every dawn,
Each night I sing Your praise
Lord, You have blessed me with such joy,
I’ll praise You all my days!
 
Psalm 65:8
The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.