MORNING HAS BROKEN

My days of sorrows silenced my laughter 
I lived in constant agony, withdrawn, and depressed 
As the burdens of my heart weighed me down.
 
I walked the streets unaware of my surroundings, 
I sought to end my life.

I cried day and night, night and day
Feeling alone, empty, afraid, and worthless.

My heart was overflowing with sadness 
But it spilled only on my feet 
Being too heavy to ascend to the ear of god.

The desire for food vacated my mind,
I despised the day, and hated the night.
 
In all of my searching for relief and peace 
The world remained my enemy 
And I found no relief.

Yet in my darkest hours, I found grace 
Heaven came to my rescue 
And I was so amazed.

Morning has broken with the freshness of dew
And on the wind of the morning,
The lord whispered,
I Was Always With you.

Wilford Barker.