By Dr Marilyn Bouniu
In the early quiet morning
I wake up in Your peace
All the past mourning
Have all left and ceased
Your very presence fills my heart
A warmth so gently and soft
I am so glad to be a part
Of Your wonderful plan of growth
I hear Your voice so very clearly
Guiding my every thought and move
To bring You honor and glory
Marking out every single groove
O where shall my feet bring me?
What is the line of my story?
What else should my desire be
But to be ever close to Thee
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