New Every Morning

New Every Morning Poem
“Every day is a fresh beginning;
Every morn is a world made new.
You, who are weary of sorrow and sinning,
Here is a beautiful hope for you—
A hope for me and a hope for you.

Yesterday is a part of forever,
Bound up in a sheaf, which God holds tight—
With glad days and sad days and bad days, which never
Shall visit us more with their bloom and their blight,
Their fullness of sunshine and sorrowful night.

Isn’t it strange how long a night can grow
Ere morning and the dew?
Isn’t it queer how black a cloud can blow
Before the Sun breaks through?

Faith is remembering ere breaks the day,
Or ere the storm is done,
That out of somewhere speeding on their way,
Are the morning and the Sun!”

-unknown

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    • Lee
    • September 1, 2010
    Reply

    Hello Shawn,
    Great words to ponder upon.

    As night falls,
    the stars whisper goodnight.
    The moon closes its eyes,
    and will sleep until daylight.
    A shooting star fall,
    so lively and free.
    As you lie down to rest
    your weary soul,
    may only sweet dreams follow.

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    As another day is dawning
    Untouched and freshly new,
    I pray God sends His blessings
    On everything you do.

    And may the brand new morning
    Turn into a wonderful day,
    When all the things you wish for
    Will surely come your way.

    Take time to greet the dawn,
    Watch the light appear up high,
    As an orange sun starts rising
    In the Eastern sky.

    The birds are chirping merrily
    As a brand new day begins,
    So enjoy this lovely morning
    And the beauty that it brings.

    Have a wonderful day!

      • shawn
      • September 2, 2010
      Reply

      Where are those from?

    • sally
    • September 1, 2010
    Reply

    Hi Shawn,

    I like this phrase of the poem:

    Isn’t it strange how long a night can grow
    Ere morning and the dew?
    Isn’t it queer how black a cloud can blow
    Before the Sun breaks through?

    Thanks for sending me wonderful quotes. It always brightens up my day! Keep it up!

      • shawn
      • September 1, 2010
      Reply

      You’re welcome, Sally. Glad you enjoyed it.

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