Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Pink is spreading through the sky.  
The morning’s finally come and I,
Through tears of joy, welcome the dawn.
For night has been both hard and long.
But with the rising of the sun
Comes joy in what my God has done,
As He walked with me through the black
Of darkest night, and drew me back
To greet the new day, in its grace,
With greater peace and growing faith
From all I learned that long, cold night –
To walk by faith, and not by sight.
Your Word says joy comes with the dawn.
Lord, here we are. You were not wrong;
For greater joy I’ve never known,
But found, at last, in You alone.
“Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning”
Psalm 30:5b NKJV
©Lisa DeVinney, sunrise, October 2016

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