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Psalm
65:8
Those who live at earth’s farthest
bounds are awed by your signs; you
make the gateways of the morning and the evening shout for joy.
Face
the light
Give us songs of praise that speak what is in our
hearts, Holy One. For only songs can say what our hearts know: The goodness of
love, the beauty of earth, the joy of watching the curve of the sun appear, a
sliver of light above the dark waters and purple horizon.
The reeds and bearded grass light gold in the early glow
as the great circle of fire rises, half now above its eastern shore.
‘Ah,’ I say, ‘you let it out again.’ The sun that is.
Caged, it was in the darkness until you opened the
gate sent it here to me, one more day, one more blessed day to know the
blessing of life and love, of joy and hope, of work that lets my heart come
from its hiding to be itself, the love you made me to be.
Two words: Thank
you. Just, thank you.
Let the morning praise you. Let everything that has
breath face the light and see its rising that every face may be warmed by the
Love you are. Maybe then we can sing your praise … together … knowing no fear, only
the truth of a Love that rises new … every day.
Pr.
David L. Miller
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