18 June 2014

sun set, sun rise

the sun sets on another Manitoba day
and I soak in every taste of His glory
here, on Canadian soil

soon, and very soon
we will watch that same sun 
rise, to a new life
in eastern, sub-saharan Africa

wherever I awaken
I remain, secure
in the palm of His hand
even if I wander to the far 
edges of His fingertips

as the day ends
as the day begins
I am His, again

I can never escape from your Spirit!
    I can never get away from your presence!
If I go up to heaven, you are there;
    if I go down to the grave, you are there.
 If I ride the wings of the morning,
    if I dwell by the farthest oceans,
even there your hand will guide me,
    and your strength will support me.

  

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