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Each morning I look forward to a beautiful new start

Where I talk to my father and to Him pore out my heart.


I repent every day of my selfishness and pride

And ask that throughout the day with me he will abide.


The promise is so true, that my Father always forgives,

As long as I am truly sorry, He claims me and I’m His.


His love is like the sweetest thing that’s ever touched my lips

His love is so much more than like that of earthly friendships.


His beauty overwhelms me, so His praise I do sing

“You sent your son to save me, My Savior and my King!”Image result for a picture of someone praying