The sun comes up
and the dark fades away
the morrnig comes forth
so we can start a new day
The tears still may fall
and the flowers still may fade
but we ask for your wisdom and guidence
at the start of each new day
the light of your love
and the glory of your grace
shine down apon us
and evrey little place
we will try and keep our
heads held high
but our pride on low
so your truth be told
and your glory unfold
your presence is with us
becuase you rain on high
your the almighty God
becuase your elshadi
now at the end of each day
when the work is all done
when we have spreed the good news
and we have had our laughs and fun
you tell us good night
then you hold us tight
all we hear is your jealous heart beat
filled with love and delight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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