Every Morning When The Day Begins Poem by Gert Strydom

Every Morning When The Day Begins



Every morning when the day begins
the sun rises beautifully red,
but at first I see the twilight
when the sun throws out its first rays gloriously.

Every morning I want to unburden my heart to You,
and I am asking that You make me aware
about the way that my life is going,
to help me make time and place for You in it.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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