He breathes me up out of respite into duty with joy,
the sunbeams charging through lace to announce
His victory for my unfolding day.
My cares are with Him now and I am blessed in His sight;
there is no more reminder of what I have been,
what mornings used to be.
For who but Him saw the despair of my heart,
the pain renewed with each rising sun?
Who but Him ever knew?
My stretching muscles sing a song of praise to Him alone
who has calmed my swirling seas and granted peace
throughout my days.
The books in the bed and my running shoes wait
patiently for my return, but He who soothes my spirit
comes along with me.