the path I walk near our neighborhood
The morning too quiet for sleep
You woke me up,
Birdsong filling the air,
Your Word filling my spirit.
The only sounds—your creation—
Awakened to the new day.
“He’s here! It’s begun! Wake up!
As your creation, we too praise you,
We cannot do anything else.
Made by you, made for you,
Like the tall trees surrounding,
Towering over us, we lift our hearts,
Our arms, our branches, as your trees planted
By the Living Water.
Father, we come to drink of you.
Fountain of life, spill over,
wash clean, refresh,
Quench our thirst today.
We are awake
And welcome you.