The threshold of dawn, a new day is near

My eyes are still heavy with sleep

With coffee in hand I whisper Your name

And Your fragrance makes my heart leap

 

Come sit down beside me, lay your head on my breast

Let the cares of this world slip away

As the night yields to morning, let Me fill you with peace

Let your heart receive strength for the day

 

Oh Father, my Father, in Your presence I weep

Just to know that You call me Your own

My soul scarce can fathom the wonder of You

And the mercy I find at Your throne

 

©Sharon E. Coleman 2013