Morning comes and I wake to a new day
Never dreary eyes watch my every move
Angels stand guard
And I go
I go on as if you aren’t there
Routines constrict my need for you and I lose all focus
But a gentle nudge reminds me
That the Lord of all creation protects my heart and soul
He is victorious every morning and in the dark of the night
I have no control
Falling on my knees I thank the God who guards
He is mighty to save
Post Twenty-five Life 