Rhapsody
At Dawn
It’s a
concert on lawn
To herald this day;
It’s rhapsody at dawn
To celebrate today.
The birds sing
Your glory:
How sweet their song!
The birds tell Your story
And I sing along.
Your garden
is their shrine
Where they come to pray;
Their music is divine
And makes me sway.
I have no self-control
When I hear their notes;
They free my soul
And away it floats.
Paradise is
around me,
A gift from You;
It’s for me to see
And enjoy the view!
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