Morning Dew

I lift my eyes to you in morning dew,

you filled my heart with gladness like evening breeze.

How tender is your love,

how very near to me you are with your help.

The corrupt of my mind and body weighs me down,

if not for your graces, how can I stand?

The weight of one day alone sends me to the ground and this is true,

for I am weak.

Yet I am glad of my weakness,

because by it I see and taste your goodness.

How sweet you are, how dear you are.