“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!”
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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!
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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!
You’re welcome, Sally. Glad you enjoyed it.