MY EARLY MORNING TEARS...

 MY EARLY MORNING TEARS...

Peacefully the night slips away with
each drop of morning dew..
I am wakened by the filtered morning
light as it peeks it's way through..

Even earlier, as the night descends its
darkness, it's shadows fade..
My dreams drift away like a
cloud swept images in a parade..

My heart is burdened, my spirit weeps..
The what if's, the why nots, the quiet
room is loud with guilt, my soul
no longer wants to keep..

I whisper quietly ..
"Are you here Lord?"
His presence fills the room
like cloth ripped by a sword..

Take my burdened soul, my restless spirit,
my heavy heart, my early morning tears..
Swiftly the crowded thoughts vanish..
Taken are the piercing pain and fears..

Silently the anxiety drifts away on
the river doubt and shame..
Blistering tormented tears are
what has given me strength,
Truly I've valiantly gained..

For the very truth of my salvation,
is that Christ died in my place..
So that I may have victory over
Death, I repented, truly I now live through
His sacrifice, that I so affectionately embrace..

Revelation 21:4
He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”

Patsy McNutt Morgan
10/30/14