Joy In The Morning
By Doreen Margaret Higgs
Weeping endureth for a night,
joy cometh in the morning,
Though now the night seems endless,
hold on to days new dawning.
The tears they flow in this dark night,
the hours they seem unending,
But God has promiced to be there,
and new dawn He is sending.
So take His hand in darkness night,
through sadness, tears and mourning,
Remember He is always there,
And a new day now is dawning.