Diamonds of the Morning
Diamonds of the morningSparkling 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