God’s Songbirds

Susan Irene Fox

My Lord is here beside me still;

I hear him in the morning trill

of songbird love and cadenced calls,

the hummingbird clicks musical, sounds my heart fills.

I love the morning hours when

I hear the cardinal, the wren,

and know God’s looking in my eyes,

“Good morning, you’re my treasured prize.” I say, “Amen.”

The cool and quiet hours of morn

remind me that I’m now reborn.

I have His heart inside of mine

from where inside His light will shine, God’s love adorned.

In the midst of serenade

‘tween morning sunrise and last shade

the praise of robin’s whistle lifts

my heart to heaven’s cherished gifts; God’s grace I prayed

Today my troubles melt away

while melodies and hymns display

the love of God’s sweet tenderness

His mercy and his graciousness; feather bouquet.

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Nothing brings peace to my soul like bagpipes and Amazing Grace……..



“Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home….”

~ John Newton (opening stanzas of the song ‘Amazing Grace.’)

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