Each Day with You

At break of day when darkness flees,
And grass is wet with dew,
My heart awaking looks above
And I resort to You.

The freshness of the newborn day,
With joyful singing bird--
They turn my thoughts to You my Lord
And Your delightful Word.

The radiant dawn, with streams of light
That flood the eastern sky,
Brings promise of a lovely day
Which You will beautify.

While others sleep and dread to rise,
I seek Your blessed face
To start the day with You, O Lord,
At our own trysting-place.

Each day is given to Your own
That we might toil and trust;
That we would wisely use each hour
That You to us entrust.

So through the day I look to You
Through Jesus, Your own Son,
And walk with You along the way
'Til setting of the sun.

What joy I feel, what peace is mine,
As I commune with You;
Your love is like a lovely flower
With fragrance ever new.

When evening comes at setting sun
And shadows lengthen long,
My great delight is You, dear Lord--
To You I raise my song!

(Richard Hollerman)

"In the morning, O LORD, You will hear my voice;
In the morning I will order my prayer to You
and eagerly watch."
--Psalm 5:3