Diamonds of the Morning

Diamonds of the morning
Sparkling in the grass,
Early sunshine changing
Dew to coloured glass.

This new day I offer
All I am to You,
So Your Spirit's brightness
May make me sparkle too.

Not just a brief attraction
As dew that fades so fast,
But Christ's bright reflection
Whose glow will always last!

Honoria A. Groves

Written 9 am, July 29, 2003,
while sitting by the river at
Cedardale Nazarene Camp