but joy comes with the morning. ... “I, Jesus, ... I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star.” (Rev. 22:16)
Yes, You, o Lord, are the Joy that comes in the morning, the bright and Morning Star. You are the Light which dispels the darkest of nights, of times, of seasons. I praise You for Your glorious brilliance and Your faithful presence in the tenebrific, sin-craving and consumed world. You are my Light and my Joy, with You it is always morning. May I never look more to the stygian surroundings than I do You, my Lucent Lord, my Radiant and Splendiferous Savior. The Morning-Bringer.
Yes, You, o Lord, are the Joy that comes in the morning, the bright and Morning Star. You are the Light which dispels the darkest of nights, of times, of seasons. I praise You for Your glorious brilliance and Your faithful presence in the tenebrific, sin-craving and consumed world. You are my Light and my Joy, with You it is always morning. May I never look more to the stygian surroundings than I do You, my Lucent Lord, my Radiant and Splendiferous Savior. The Morning-Bringer.
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