Behold the morning brings the message:
Jesus paid the total price.
And again at close of evening,
It is written in the sky.
Day to day with joy resounding,
Grace and mercy new supplied,
In the face of sin abounding,
All it's power at once denied.
Where the heavy heart and weary,
Shadowed by the awful curse,
Suffers pain and tumult daily,
Having life with God now lost,
There the sunrise, at day's birthing,
Spreads the scarlet of His blood,
And that same bold crimson bloodstain
Rules the sky at set of sun.
God proclaims the glad reminder
At the start and end of day:
Man can live with God forever;
With Christ's blood the price is paid.
© 1997 by Sandra Conner
Photo by R. L. Drieslein
Photo by R. L. Drieslein
