Good Morning

Today is new.

I’m an old wretch,

Drenched in the sins

ever seeping through,

But this is the homestretch,

And I belong to You,

And every day Your mercy is new.

Today is hope.

I’ve been clinging

To the very bottom

of my frayed rope,

But You keep singing,

Expanding my scope,

And ringing out hope.

Today is Yours,

And I’ve tried to take it,

but no more.

I relinquish it, break it,

Lift it off the floor

Teach me to let it be Yours.