A gentle rain was blessed
Upon this morning’s dawn
Silt is washed away
Freshness here is spawned
Fading of the gray
Light is breaking through
Awakening this day
Birthed in light of You
Wash away the old
Let me seek Your way
Ahead discover gifts
Prepared for me this day
Ones to mold my soul
Gratitude invoke
Shared with brother dear
Spirit in me soak
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