He Is My Joy

He is my joy in the morning;
showing me the love that endures
in ways my speech cannot convey to mortal ear.

He is my joy through my day's journey;
sustaining the breath within me
by the grace and mercy flowing from the cross.

He quiets me with His love as I lay down upon my bed;
dispelling the fear that looms to steal His joy from my grasp,
and singing His love song to me as I dream of the vineyards.