The snare of the routine is set before my path
Waiting for me to drift into apathy
Let me turn away
Your prepared treasures await my acceptance
Let me relish the miracles of Your grace
And become alive
Let my heart sing joyfully
Let me dwell in the beauty of Your presence
Let me connect with souls encountered
Let blessings sprout from my lips
Let challenges guide
Let the Spirit arise
Let this day not pass me by
DarylMadden 