Verses from a weary heart

I was debating asking friends for some encouragement this morning, but then this poem I wrote a few years back popped into my head. So since it’s more blessed to give than to receive, and since it suits the season as well, here’s hoping it’ll bring some encouragement your way. 🙂

Sunrise Serenade

There was some one thing that was too great for God to show us when He walked upon our earth; and I have sometimes fancied that it was His mirth.
—G. K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy

Each morning, while the world is still
At daybreak, from my windowsill
There comes a cheerful sparrow’s trill:
The night has gone, the day is come.

Whatever trials lie ahead,
Whatever dreary chores I dread,
Still pipes the sparrow by my bed,
The night has gone, the day is come.

Sometimes in bed I long to stay
To rest my head and heart all day
And listen to the roundelay:
The night has gone, the day is come.

O Lord of Hosts, Whose lowly birth
Proclaims my more than sparrow’s worth,
Sustain my heart with holy mirth
’Til Night has gone and Day is come.

Copyright © 2007 Elisabeth G. Wolfe. All rights reserved.

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