At first peek of the sun
With its promise of light
I praise the Lord
Of Goodness and Right
At last sight of dear Sol
With promise of rest
I thank my God
For the day that's the best
At first breath of the wind
With hope in its song
I praise the Lord
With bell, pipe, and gong
At last breath of the night
As consciousness drifts
I thank my God
Who sees and heals rifts
At first prayer from my lips
With love from a son
I praise the Lord
For all he has done
At last prayer from my tongue
With heart weary of strife
I thank my God
Who gave me my life
All through the day
With every choice
The Lord's at my side
And hears my voice
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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