Morning comes but once a day
Opening our eyes to God to pray.
To start with peaceful moments
Heart of joy without any torment.
We ask God's will to fill our heart
Cling closely to him never apart.
His words are not trumpet blasts
But soft and silky, love that lasts.
The Spirit within us always hears
With beauty; love and joyful tears.
He loves forever, leaves us never
Helps us become a true believer.
We come to him an empty vessel
He fills our spirit, to him we nestle.