In the stillness of the morning light, God’s blessings whisper, soft and bright. With every sunrise, hope anew, His love…
In the quiet dawn, whispers of light, Grace descends, soft as morning dew, Each ray a promise, each shadow bright,…
In every sunrise that paints the sky, God’s blessings whisper softly by. Through every storm and gentle breeze, His love…
In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze, I feel the touch of heaven, a divine ease. Each ray of…