Then, and Now

I used to dread the early morning hour,When all the cares and duties of the dayAppeared ahead, like some relentless power,Filling my heart with sorrow and dismay.The singing of the birds, outside the window,Cheering earth's sadness with their carols sweet,Aroused me from an ever-restless slumber,Reluctantly, to drag my weary feet.

Now that I've proved our God is ever present,With heartfelt gratitude I start the day,Knowing that when my burdens seem too heavy,If I but ask Him, He will show the way.So with the birds my heart is ever singing;I rest beneath the shadow of His wings,And know that He has girded me with powerTo solve the problems that the future brings.

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