Monday, May 15, 2017

Your Mercies Are New Every Morning...a poem




Your mercies are new every morning,
you renew your love for me while I'm there.

When I share, I share of your goodness,
my life shows others I care.

If I boast of anything else in this world,

then it's not Your love that they see.

It's my flesh; a life of works...
it's all about me.

But, if I spend time with you every day,
Your presence is fresh as the dew on the ground.

And in the words that I speak to others,
Only my life in you will be found.

Sammie Jean

Your mercies are new every morning

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