This morning, I awoke
With little hope.
The path was very dark.
But, pressing my way,
I looked unto the Lord.
Oh, how I called 'pon Him.
Come day's end,
I was engaging life
With a deep and abiding joy;
My hope was renewed.
Praise be to God, who heard
And answered my prayers.
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