A streak of light below the curtain steals into the gloom--searching out the hidden corners of the quiet room. A miracle is happening. A day is being borm. God has brought me to the gateway of another dawn. The sun comes up. The new day breaks and life begins anew. The clock is chiming. Duty calls and there is work to do.. Grateful I must be that I can rise and take my place. Forgive me Lord, if I should fail to show a smiling face. There are many who must lie upon a bed of pain--worn and weary, Knowing that they'll never work again... To them the morning brings no hope, no active part to play-- The sunrise glowing in the sky is...just another day.
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