Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Jul 15, 2007 2:27:49 GMT -5
THE MORNING STAR
The curve of a brilliant sun
Bursts throught the dark forest.
The world begins to awaken.
Everybody rich or poor,
Who loves the Saviour
Spends their
Precious morning hours
With Jesus.
They have to
Get the strength
For the whole day,
The strength to live
In this wicked world,
Where there is hatred
And malice,
To live holy,
To love, to serve,
And to care,
To follow the path
Jesus has shown,
Without turning
Right or left,
Going forward
All the time,
Day in and day out,
Without ceasing,
To look for new avenues,
Where they are needed,
To show the Saviour's love,
To care for the needy
And the unprivileged.
Jesus, give me grace
To abide in you.
(C) ALEYAMMA JACOB
The curve of a brilliant sun
Bursts throught the dark forest.
The world begins to awaken.
Everybody rich or poor,
Who loves the Saviour
Spends their
Precious morning hours
With Jesus.
They have to
Get the strength
For the whole day,
The strength to live
In this wicked world,
Where there is hatred
And malice,
To live holy,
To love, to serve,
And to care,
To follow the path
Jesus has shown,
Without turning
Right or left,
Going forward
All the time,
Day in and day out,
Without ceasing,
To look for new avenues,
Where they are needed,
To show the Saviour's love,
To care for the needy
And the unprivileged.
Jesus, give me grace
To abide in you.
(C) ALEYAMMA JACOB