Good Morning My Sweetheart
In the softness of the morning
Welcome my own morning
without you, Sweetheart
Wishing you a beautiful day
Much love and remain blessed
My prayers are always with you
Copyright © 2012
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Father
Father, blessed father,
Its morning again.
I give you, father, myself, father,
Continue your plan.
I know together we can climb mountains in the sky.
No one can stop us when Im standing by your side.
Troubles knocking here again;
Ill tell him jesus has me by his hand.
Hell walk me through.
Father, loving father,
Create in me
A pure love, father, your love, father,
Instill it in me.
I remember the nights Ive cried for you;
Now I only have to die for you;
Thank you, lord, youve made it clear just for me.
I see the light;
Its burning out the night.
Oh, father,
Its morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
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Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Morning
(nana cayammi / gilberto gil / norma tanega)
The morning it is sad
The morning so beautiful
The sunshine it is sad
The sunshine no friend of mine
You awake
It is day
As you go from me away
The morning it is sad
The morning so beautiful
So, alone I will stay
The daylight takes you away
So I wait til good night
Begins to end the daylight
The daytime, the daybreak
The dawning
Come away, until day
Come away with me my love
Come away, until day
Come away and sing the night
The morning it is sad
The morning so beautiful
The sunshine it is sad
The sunshine no friend of mine
You awake it is day
As you go from me away
The morning it is sad
The morning so beautiful
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Beautiful Morning
What a beautiful morning
The best in life is free
What a beautiful morning
Believe me
What a mystery
Though the world's on fire
Yesterday's hard words is still in my head
I feel no despair
No regrets or sorrows
Cause this new day
Makes me dance on air
What a golden day
What a beautiful morning in my life
The best in life is free
I give it all away
And I wonder what more is to come
And this beautiful morning changed my mind
Believe me when I say
The shadows fading out
As the day grows bright
We are turning pages
And we write new chapters of our life
Some are strong and long
Others weak with sorrows
Keep the focus on the rising sun
What a golden day
What a beautiful morning in my life
The best in life is free
I give it all away
And I wonder what more is to come
And this beautiful morning changed my mind
Believe me when I say
Shadows fading out
Believe me - crows will always fly
Believe me - they are only birds
You have to
You have to let go and you will see things in a different light
What a beautiful morning
What a beautiful morning
Believe me
What a beautiful
What a beautiful morning...
Believe me
song performed by by Ace Of Base from Da Capo
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Beautiful Are You...
Beautiful, are you, as the flowers of the field.
Beautiful, is the sound of your voice.
Beautiful, is the touch of your hand.
Beautiful, are the eyes that speak of love.
Beautiful, is your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful, is the way you always consider others.
Beautiful, are the courage of your convictions.
Beautiful, are the silent, countless words of, I love you.
Beautiful, is the softness of your touch.
Beautiful, are the children that you hold dear.
Beautiful, is your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful, are the people, you bless with your love.
Beautiful, are you secret acts of charity.
Beautiful, is the goodness, you give to all.
Beautiful, is the way your never judge anyone.
Beautiful, is your never dreaming...that you are indeed so beautiful.
Beautiful, is your heart...your very soul.
Beautiful, is the way you have made this a better world.
Beautiful, is the helping hand, you extend to all.
Have I told you, you are beautiful in every way?
Have I told you, my beautiful one, that I love you?
We are blessed to know, one who is as beautiful
as you, in so many ways.
P.S.
I love you.
Good Morning
Good morning.
I bet you thought you'd catch me snoring?
I had to get up early with the sunrise today.
To show another side of me...
You had not seen me display my way!
Good morning.
I wont hear you say today I'm boring.
I wanted to see a surprise look in your eyes.
But you're giving me shock...
As if I am in some kind of disguise!
It's me!
No need to look for an exit to flee!
And I've prepare for you breakfast, toast...
With your choice of coffee or tea!
Scrambled eggs just the way you like them too.
But baby don't look at me...
As if I'm trying to poison you!
Good morning!
I am glad to show an appreciation,
For you that's finally dawning!
Good morning!
Baby, I'm okay!
Sweetheart get off your knees like that...
There's no reason for you to take this time to pray!
Unless you're feeling blessed,
In the same way I discovered myself today?
Good morning!
And I'm going to do...
All those things I promised I would for you!
Good morning.
Yes, it is me!
The 'me' you thought I forgot you knew!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gentle Morning Rain
You are as the gentle morning rain
Giving life to all that here below remain
Your scope unlimited across this earth’s terrain
Each speckled spot of moistness
Alights on my face with a gentle wakefulness
Awakening me to your love and gracefulness
In the gentle morning rain.
Your mid day sunlight melts the gentle rain
Your warmth over all of us does reign
The light by which we see and then attain
Each blessed ray of light illuminating
And revealing all that needs our understanding
Even in the dark your eternal light reflecting
You melt the gentle morning rain.
Your afternoon wind carries the gentle rain
Your breath gives us all our life to sustain
Our minds are cleared as you breathe again
Each gasp of breath breathed with life’s zest
How many breaths are measured for this chest
Before all my worldly goods I must bequest
You carry the gentle morning rain.
And when the evening comes that gentle rain
Is still present here, as love it does remain
In the twilight of this day it never goes away
Your love that is the gentle morning rain.
poem by David Taylor
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Ignorance Is Beautiful
She taught me two things,
‘Ignorance and Beautiful.'
One day, she told me,
'Let me tell you,
The meaning of Beautiful.
God is beautiful,
Nature is beautiful,
Life is beautiful,
Love is beautiful,
Care is beautiful,
Share is beautiful,
Understanding is beautiful,
Trust is beautiful,
Faith is beautiful,
Passion is beautiful,
Compassion is beautiful,
Air is beautiful,
Water is beautiful,
Earth is beautiful,
Fire is beautiful,
Energy is beautiful,
Here is beautiful,
There is beautiful,
Everywhere is beautiful,
Everyone is beautiful,
Everything is beautiful.'
I had to intervene,
'Looks the universe is beautiful,
But what is most beautiful? '
The reply comes full and straight,
'Ignorance is awesomely beautiful.'
Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar
poem by Sanjeev Kumar
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Blessed
Blessed
I get kissed by the sun
Each morning
Put my feet on a hardwood floor
I get to hear my children laughing
Down the hall through the
Bedroom door
Sometimes I sit on my
Front porch swing
Just soaking up the day
I think to myself, I think to myself
This world is a beautiful place
I have been blessed
And I feel like Ive found my way
I thank God for all Ive been given
At the end of every day
I have been blessed
With so much more than I deserve
To be here with the ones
That love me
To love them so much it hurts
I have been blessed
Across a crowded room,
I know you know what Im thinking
By the way I look at you
And when were lying in the quiet and
No words have to be said
I think to myself, I think to myself
This love is a beautiful gift
Repeat chorus
When Im singing my kids to sleep
When I feel you holding me
I know
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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Another Lonesome Morning
(clinton codack/wendy special)
Another lonesome morning
Another long lonesome day
Youll have to live without him
The morning seemed to say
Another lonesome morning
You thought you didnt care
But morning breezes find you
Wishing he were there
Bobwhite sings his same old song
Trying hard to please
And you hear the sound
That he used to love
Thru the rustlin of the leaves
Thru the rustlin of the leaves
You losing him has taught you
That you wanted him to stay
And you know that all another lonesome morning brings
Is another lonesome day
All another lonesome morning brings
Is another lonesome day
Is another lonesome day
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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By my sweetheart
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When birds are on the wing,
When bee and bud and babbling flood
Bespeak the birth of spring,
Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
And wear this posy-ring!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
In the mellow golden glow
Of earth aflush with the gracious blush
Which the ripening fields foreshow;
Dear sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
As into the noon we go!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When falls the bounteous year,
When fruit and wine of tree and vine
Give us their harvest cheer;
Oh, sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
For winter it draweth near.
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When the year is white and old,
When the fire of youth is spent, forsooth,
And the hand of age is cold;
Yet, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
Till the year of our love be told!
poem by Eugene Field
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Be My Sweetheart
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When birds are on the wing,
When bee and bud and babbling flood
Bespeak the birth of spring,
Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
And wear this posy-ring!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
In the mellow golden glow
Of earth aflush with the gracious blush
Which the ripening fields foreshow;
Dear sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
As into the noon we go!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When falls the bounteous year,
When fruit and wine of tree and vine
Give us their harvest cheer;
Oh, sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
For winter it draweth near.
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When the year is white and old,
When the fire of youth is spent, forsooth,
And the hand of age is cold;
Yet, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
Till the year of our love be told!
poem by Eugene Field
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Morning
What does morning mean to me?
The chance to awaken under a cover,
the chance to awaken and see your lover,
the chance to open your eyes and know
that love is what makes your life flow.
What does morning mean to me?
The chance to breathe on a new day,
the chance to write and have my say,
the chance to listen to music I love,
the chance to take myself above
all negativity that comes my way.
What does morning mean to me?
The chance to have more time to spend,
the chance to correct my flaws and mend
all of them the best that I can,
the chance to remember how I began.
All of these morning times are great
and if they're not, it's then I await
for them to return to what they mean
and bring back my blessed morning scene.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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More Precious Than Rubies
To those who know a Mother's worth,
What words are left to say,
About the one who gave us birth
And loved us day-by-day?
Though rich or poor, she did her best
With what she had at hand,
To nurture those she wanted blessed
For all that God had planned...
Correcting wrongs, maintaining rights,
A sweetheart known to all,
A constant source of true delights,
A comfort should we fall...
Someone who prayed for patience, too,
When faith was all there was...
Beyond the sorrows she went through
When children made her cross...
Must it take years for us to learn
How much each Mum can love,
Before we, too, that love return?
But then, is this enough?
If only we could love Mums more,
What miracles we'd see...
With happy homes, my friend, for sure,
With God-blessed harmony...
Denis Martindale, copyright, Mother's Day 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Morning Time
Wind was blowing through the trees
I could hear the rustling of their leaves
The morning sun sneaking through the clouds
Birds singing morning sounds
For i love this time i say
Morning of a new day
I wonder what the day has in store
In the distance i hear the waves crashing the shore
For it is morning time and all is a buzz
From the depths of the oceans
To the skies above
Good morning morning i always say
My your a beautiful day
Maybe you might rain today
Your still beautiful anyway
The sombre breeze that blows around
The birds singing
As i spread my blanket on the ground
So i lay here looking into the sky
Motionless waiting and watching the world pass me by
A few drops of rain speckle my face
I would not give up being here for any place
Wish You Believe
What you believe?
Why you believe?
Which one you believe?
When you believe..
Whatever you believe..
Just wish you believe
(that i do believe you)
Sweetheart
Copyright © 2012
Perfect World
Little White House in a little old town
Stuck in the middle of nowhere
Stars shine bright when the sun goes down
it's a perfect world as long as you're there
Count my blessings and save my prayers
Love waking up in the morning
Sunlight shining upon your hair
and you're lying next to me
Blue sky over fields of green
I'm as happy as i've ever been
One thing makes it all so clear
it's a perfect world as long as you're there
Count my blessings and save my prayers
Love waking up in the morning
Sunlight shining upon your hair
and you're lying next to me
Count my blessings and save my prayers
Love waking up every morning
The Sun is shining upon your hair
when you're lying next to me
and it's where I wanna be
Don't wanna live near the lights of the city
I like it right where I am
just to be part of a woman in love
with the heart of a simple man
[mhmhmhmm]
Count my blessings and save my prayers
love waking up in the morning
sunlight shining upon your hair
and you're lying next to me
Count my blessings and save my prayers
love waking up in the morning
the sun is shining upon your hair
when you're lying next to me
And it's where I wanna be.
Ohoo when you're next to me
I'm exactly where I wanna be
Ohoo when you're next to me
I'm exactly where I wanna be
Ohoo when you're next to me
I'm exactly where I wanna be
Ohoo when you're next to me
I'm exactly where I wanna be
Ohoo when you're next to me
I'm exactly where I wanna be
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Love, Now Youre Gone
(copyright nazareth, tiflis tunes,inc.-ascap)
Love, now that youre gone,
I just cant carry on,
Love left a space,
I cant erase that face,
Love that I knew gone like the morning dew,
What will I do without her.
Love, where is she now,
I sit and think of how,
She used to be,
Happy to be with me,
Love that I knew gone like the morning dew,
What will I do without her.
Love, left me for good,
I never thought she would,
Now Im alone,
Wondering where shes gone,
Love that I knew gone like the morning dew,
What will I do without her.
song performed by by Nazareth
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A Love Of Love Of Love
Well, honey it is January
And soon it will be February
I know what it reminds me
To remember you in Valentine's Day
And I know what is that day for
And I know what it is for
The love of love for all love
The love of love for sweetheart of
But we been sweetheart since then
My love for you ain't been forgotten
Though we have this strands of silver hair
Valentine's Day is nothing for me as I always care
And my love is always fresh like the morning
With our love still blending and refreshing
And refreshes my mind everyday
Not only on Valentine's Day
poem by Ency Bearis
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The Blazing Hat, Part Two
This is the morning that we burnt a cardboard hat
flames licking the inside of the brim
This is the morning that the thunder hung like great
black flags over the city
stirred by gusts of wind
This is the morning that they opened a new motorway
leading from my house to yours
This is the morning that I decided I wasn't getting enough
roughage
and went on a diet of broken milk bottles
This is the morning that Death left her cloak behind
after the party
This is the morning that a beautiful schoolgirl woke me
with a cup of coffee
in a vision
This is the morning that we saw
words written on water
This is the morning that beautiful girls with Renaissance
faces played Hindemith records
at dawn
This is the morning after the night
before
This is the morning after the night
had strewn Canning Street with purple toilet rolls
This is the morning that we saw a q.yearold boy
whipping an imaginary blonde lovely
This is the morning that Death was a letter
that was never scented
This is the morning that the poet reached out for the
rolledup Financial Times
followed by a dreadful explosion
This is the morning that you woke up 50 miles away
seeing sunlight on the water
and didn't think of me
This is the morning that I bought 16 different kinds of
artificial liliesofthevalley
all of them smelling of you
This is the morning that we sat and talked
by the embers of the blazing hat.
poem by Adrian Henri
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Early In The Morning
Early in the morning and I cant get right
Had a little date with my baby last night
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Now its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to all the places where we used to go
Went to your house but you dont live there no more
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to your friends house but she was out
Knock on your fathers door and he began to shout get out there boy
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Went to doogie chain to get something to eat
Waiter looked at me and said you sure look beat
Now its early in the morning (early in the morning)
Early in the morning (early in the morning)
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
Well its early in the morning
And I aint got nothing but the blues
song performed by by Van Morrison
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