Joy Comes In The Morning Poem by Gary James Smith

Joy Comes In The Morning



JOY COMES IN THE MORNING

I could not see for the tears
Flowing down my face
As I thought of His unfailing love
What amazing grace.
I wept for Him but a moment
And then my tears were dry
For joy came in the morning
When my Saviour heard my cry.

Joy came in the morning
When the Saviour heard my cry
Weeping endureth but for a moment
Now I live with Him inside.
I'll tell the world this is not secret
But let this truth be known
Joy comes in the morning
With Jesus on the throne.

I've found true satisfaction
He's everything I need
He is my Bread, my Water
My Living Head indeed
The paths of sin are weary
Now step into the Light
Trust in this sinners' Saviour
Find in Him new life.

Copyright Gary James Smith
Feb.9,2010 @ 4: 00 a.m.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 21 February 2010

Exceedingly beautiful and you wrote it so excellently.10+++++

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Gary James Smith

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Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario
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