Up at the light of dawn
Praying that God will come
In Him all things are overcome
Stress, sickness and delirium.
Wide awake at the strike of dawn
Hoping that a prayer will come
I know words will never arrive
To explain the pain around my bones.
Walking around at the dawn of day
I have no words to say
Except "Jesus come!"
So, I am not alone.
Lying down with waves of frowns
Upon my brow; noise inside my head
It is better that nothing is said
Let the silence calm me down.
In this early part of the day
I meet God; He meets me
That is where my troubles end
Daybreak, I am on the mend.
Hugh K Henderson <><
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