Love's Favour or Sunrise Symphony

Watching the morning break was like having a front row seat at aSecond-to-none free-for-all Symphony This was a performance like never before and never will be again, as is each daybreak! Ps.139:17-18How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!How great is the sum of them!If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand;When I awake, I am still with You. Blush-brushed beauty, ushers duty to Time's kindly-kindled WickHeaven trembles with ensembles, soon cut to progression's QuickMercy quivers, love delivers That which only God suppliesAge-old token crowns the broken with glimpses of paradiseCrowns the rubble of Time’s trouble with covenantal embraceSeals the treasure of His pleasure with His signature of graceLike a chorus, gold and glorious from a welkin wellspring borneWhile the Teacher cheers the creature with love’s favour of fresh mornThe Creator awes spectators like no other god can doPeals of wonder humbly thunder in the likes of me and you Janet Martin