Good Morning, My LORD
Good morning, my LORD,
My life, to Thee, I surrender.
I beseech Thee, to fill.
Day breaks, wind whispers,
As life's clock bids goodbye for the night.
Luminiscent auroras of early morning,
Greeting!...with buffet of lights,
As yonder...yonder:
The sunshine starts gleaming bright, a sunrise!
A gift of hope and birth of peace.
Good morning, my LORD,
I thank Thee for another day.
The birds welcome Thee, and sing with gay.
Their bird's call, so melodious to hear,
Inviting everyone to say hello for the beauty of a day!
Good morning, my LORD,
I thank Thee for
the life that You gave me.
Life is so precious and meaningful, when we stay close to Thee!
Every stone in the land, so glorious, is carved by Your Hands.
Every tree sprouts with growth, fruitful as it multiplies.
A Creation of Your Hands.
Every living thing breathes with purpose.
Mankind co-exist with each kind, in a paradise of the land.
Every flower is an endless garden,
A Design by The Divine!
Each color brings joy:
Red, the color of life, yellow, the color of hope.
Blue, the color of peace, green, the color of dreams.
Purple, the color of rest.
All colours touches deep like a flowing stream,
A Language of Your Love:
When there is no one around in this world
And many lingering sorrows, we keep.
All colours bring tranquility to a heart.
A message of Your merciful heart and redeeming light.
Each minute that I step in life's way ahead,
My feet walk endlessly, in a pathless soil of the world,
Leading me towards You...in my long journey in life's road:
Suddenly my heart hears a song, the song of hearts and love!
Good morning, my LORD,
I thank Thee for the bounty!
Our body will hunger not,
If we cultivate this land of earth's beauty.
Good morning, my LORD.
The sky is blue, the clouds so pearly white.
In it is the wealth of Your perpetual light.
Good morning, my LORD,
The wind is gentle, the air so warm.
In it is a blanket of Your endless love.
Good morning, my LORD,
The soil is rich, the ground is strong.
In it is an anchor of Your mighty power.
Good morning, my LORD,
The sea is vast, water is flowing free.
In it is a treasure chest of many lives, breathing with zest:
That perpetuates to protect
a beautiful universe!
Good morning, my LORD.
I thank Thee, I thank Thee!
For Your cloak of love that shelters and protects.
Home, I will search not,
Because in Thee is my dwelling place.
Good morning, my LORD!
Good morning, my LORD...
copyright@Crescenciana Cruz Ticzon-Bokhari
June 28, 2007
In The Year of Our LORD
Another Year - Where Did It Go?
Another year...where did it go?
Does time fly faster or do we just slow?
365 days - 8,750 hours seems like a lot.
...Depends how we use them, profitably or not.
The LORD,
Gives us daylight, and then the dark.
Each has its purpose,
'Tho at times we miss His mark.
We rush around, working day after day,
Often forgetting to take time to play.
During the night which GOD gives for rest,
We may toss and turn, striving with stress.
As we grow older, we're supposed to be wise,
Though dark valleys appear and steep mountains arise.
It's GOD who lifts us to levels divine...
Through His strength alone - not your's, not mine.
Has the year gone by been valuable to me and you,
Learning in 'ups and downs'
HE is right there, too?
The year ahead gives a brand new beginning.
With GOD as our ' umpire ' may we win every ' inning!'
copyright@Janet Gladys Gosney, USA
DEDICATED TO
OUR MOMENTS OF THANKSGIVING
TO THE CREATOR OF ALL,
THE ALMIGHTY G O D
My LORD...How Can I Thank Thee?
How can I thank Thee?...my LORD,
for every breath of life in the universe.
For the language of peace,
in the waves of the sea.
For the dances of joy,
by the branches of the tree.
For the music of love, in the air so free!
My LORD...how can I thank Thee?
How can I thank Thee?...my LORD,
for every laughter of
innocent children around me.
For every wrinkles
in the faces of the old,
whose journey to this world
is almost closing near.
My LORD...how can I thank Thee?
How can I thank Thee?...my LORD,
for giving me a chance to see,
a beginning and an end.
So I can draw some pages of my life,
let the young and the beautiful,
the old and the wise!
Resurrect in me.
My LORD...how can I thank Thee?
copyright@Crescenciana Cruz Ticzon-Bokhari
PHILIPPINES/USA
