When the tender light of dawn
Heralded the approaching day
And the birds sang their first song
On the silhouetted branches of trees
I woke up and raised my first thought
To the Lord God, my adoration bowed
The thirst of my seeking
soul is quenched
And my whole being
rejoices in His gifts!
Xavier Bage
Tuesday, October 16, 2018
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