Teach me, O Lord each morning, to see every single day,
The touch of your most perfect love upon life's weary way,
The touch of your supporting hand upon my weary life,
The touch of your unexpected peace that heals the deepest strife.
Teach me, O Lord, each morning to remember as I go
That you walked the way upon the earth, each step from heel to toe,
Dust and laughter along the way you've felt, the taste of joy and pain,
The burning of the summer sun, the blessing of the rain.
Teach me, O Lord each morning, that when you said "Come follow me,"
You knew that I could walk that way, no impossibility
Because you blazoned out the path, with hope and love and cross,
And walk it ever with me, in happiness or loss.
BTTT
"Help, God—the bottom has fallen out of my life;
Master, hear my cry for help.
Listen hard; Open your ears;
Listen to my cries for mercy.
If you, God, kept records on wrongdoings,
Who would stand a chance?
As it turns out, forgiveness is your habit,
And that's why you're worshiped.
I pray to God—my life a prayer—
And wait for what he'll say and do.
My life's on the line before God, my Lord,
Waiting and watching till morning,
Waiting and watching till morning.
O Israel, wait and watch for God—
With God's arrival comes love,
With God's arrival comes generous redemption.
No doubt about it—he'll redeem Israel,
Buy back Israel from captivity to sin." (Ps.130)
All our Hopes are with You, our Good and Gracious King. How Very Blessed we are, Your Highness; how Loved we are, All through Your Excellent Grace. We will Never Forget the Day You Came to us, and Spoke to us those Blessed Words, "Live!" You Raised us from the Dead; we are the Army of the King. Send us Forth, my Lord, to Sing Your Praise; Enable us to Glorify Thy Name. Be Pleased, Your Grace, to Grant us the Character of Thy Son. Help us, our Father; we Want to Live to Thy Praise.
Bless Your Children, O Shepherd, and Hear our Earnest Cries. For the Glory of the King, we Pray All Things, amen.