Have you tasted? Have you seen,
What God prepared with joy?
Or have you found your fill on earth
In things that will destroy?
So much of what you feast upon,
And what you eat with ease,
Does not compare with Jesus’ food,
His love, His joy, His peace.
He is the Water for your thirst,
The Bread that satisfies.
He is enough for all your needs,
And hears your faintest cries.
The faintest ray of light sneaks through my bedroom window.
I am drawn outside to celebrate the beginning of a new day.
“Come walk with me!” a voice beckons.
So I do.
How good it is to find the Father already at work making His mercies new.
Here, I commit to Him my day.
Let Him shape and hone.
Let Him guide through gentle whispers.
Like a loving friend He patiently listens to my worries and
and carries what becomes too heavy for me.
Then He lights up the sky with colors so magnificent
that even the mist in the field stands in awe.
Birds sing their praises to the Maker and Creator.
His promises to my heart are like the oaks I pass, sure and strong.
His love for me is like the river I cross, steadfast and satisfying a thirsty place.
His care for my needs is like the field producing nourishment in due seasons.
“Father, teach me here in the early morning.
Help me to see that this day belongs to you.
My time is in your hand. I cannot add a single minute.
Bring me back again tomorrow, to commit anew the day and all that it will bring.”
But I will sing of your strength; I will sing aloud of your steadfast love in the morning. For you have been to me a fortress and a refuge in the day of my distress.