Morning calls when the sun arises
peeking over the horizon.
Night creatures out to play or prey
they'll retreat at the light of day.
Morning calls and the rooster crows
"What shall you do?" he wanted to know.
I'll clear my mind and open my heart
to let Christ in to walk and talk.
He'll be with me.
Morning calls and the rooster crows
"What shall you do?" he crows aloud.
Go out and tell the why and how
Christ came to be with me this day.
and the rooster crows, "How shall you do?"
Love, care and share with others too.
My time, talents and treasures.
Morning calls for my stewardship.
peeking over the horizon.
Night creatures out to play or prey
they'll retreat at the light of day.
Morning calls and the rooster crows
"What shall you do?" he wanted to know.
I'll clear my mind and open my heart
to let Christ in to walk and talk.
He'll be with me.
Morning calls and the rooster crows
"What shall you do?" he crows aloud.
Go out and tell the why and how
Christ came to be with me this day.
and the rooster crows, "How shall you do?"
Love, care and share with others too.
My time, talents and treasures.
Morning calls for my stewardship.
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