Have you ever risen early, climbed a hill, and watched God make a morning? The dull gray gives way a He pushes the sun toward the horizon, and then the tints and hues of every color begin to blend into one perfect light as the full sun suddenly bursts into view. As king of the day, the sun moves majestically across the sky, flooding the earth and every deep valley with glorious light. At this point, you can hear the music of heaven’s choir as it sings of the majesty of God Himself and of the glory of the morning.
In the holy hush of the early dawn
I hear a Voice—-
I am with you all the day,