In the chill of twilight's
dawn
Sunlight becomes a new day
I find myself in the presence
Of my Father's heavenly grace
Emerged, deep in thought
Lost in the worries, yet to come
Burden, troubled and confused
He waits for me to call, I am His child
Reflecting upon His tender mercy
In the quiet of the morn
It seems that I am blessed
To see His goodness
Welcoming me, a lowly sinner
To find peace, love and reassurance
To reach out to Him, my Lord and Savior
And feel His loving warmth
Sonrisa © October 23, 1999
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