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A Poetic Morning Offering

  • Writer: Dan Popovich
    Dan Popovich
  • Jan 16, 2022
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jun 1

As I get out from my bed


I offer Thee the day ahead


I look out without 'plaint or dread


None can go forth in my stead



Yoke so easy, burden light


work the fields from morn to night


Glorious Banquet always in sight


Reward for fighting the Good Fight



Come enjoy your rest my friend


This weeks labors come to'n end


Upwards all our prayers send


Debts forgive and fences mend



Send us forth into the day


Having said our simple pray'r


Mother Bless'd oh so fair


Pray thy Son be always near.

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