COME THE MORNING

It’s almost Thanksgiving, so thought I’d share a poem I wrote back in 2015. Even though times are difficult now, we need to give Jesus ALL the praise, and be thankful for all He’s done for us!  There’s a verse in Jeremiah 3:22-23 that says this:  “It is because of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not.  They are new every morning.  Great is Thy faithfulness!”  THANK YOU LORD!
By Anita Mondragon
 
 
COME THE MORNING
 
Come rain, or come shine,
Or frost on his wings,
With voice lifted up,
To the Creator he sings;
 
“All praise be to Him,
Who lives on High…
Who gave me wings,
To soar and to fly!”
 
He frets not the ‘morrow,
‘Nor what it may bring…
He leaves that to Jesus;
He just wants to sing!
 
For singing he knows,
Will make lighter his load,
And the path be made clear,
When weary the road.
 
Though the future’s unknown,
Or the road of tomorrow…
From this present sunshine,
He knows he can’t borrow.
 
For tomorrow may hold,
Skies, cold and gray;
But when he sings to Jesus,
Storm clouds roll away!
 
All things are temporal,
And hardships won’t last;
For when comes the morning,
Present sorrows will pass!
 
So sing in the morning,
And sing in the night,
For dawn will break soon
With the SON’S glorious light!
 
Learn from the Sparrow,
And heed his song’s yearning…
Just give ALL to Jesus,
For joy comes in the morning!