In the morning He wakes me

In the morning He wakes me.

He awakens my ear.

He longs to sustain the weary

Thus

I rise Him to hear.

Yet ere I speak to the weary

The Lord must first be heard

He fills me anew so I’m able to

Sustain them with a word.

Open my ear this morning.

I want to hear Your voice.

From everything else I’m turning

You only are my choice.

Lord Jesus

I long to be filled!

Spring up from within me!

That others could know Your life-giving flow

And no more be thirsty.

Oh Lord

care for the weary

These sheep with no Shepherd.

Dear Lord I pray You could use me

Make me a good steward.

Lord

here I am! Fill me freshly!

I long for Your supply

If I’m filled today

You will have a way

These ones to satisfy.

This is the reason I’m living

To feed the weary ones.

This is my true bliss.  I would still do this

Until my Master comes.