In the morning

New mercy every morning
still surprises me
with its freshness.

I am delighted
and moved to tears:

the birds have written a new hymn,

the night’s storms have yielded
to wisps of cloud art,

the cool air bathes my skin
and awakens my senses.

Ah, Mercy! You give me pause
as breath fills my lungs
and laughter soothes my heart.

Surely this is a mercy
that the LORD has made!

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