I'm sitting at my desk writing. It's 2 in the morning and I can feel the breath of God on my tired soul. I'm waiting for the dawn. There is something about its arrival that delights me. It's new, and His mercies are new every morning. As I wait, I find myself falling in love with God.
In the stillness of the night, lift my heart in eternal flight
As I await the morning's dawn, Lord teach my lips to sing your song
