Night’s rest has now come,
My labors have ceased.
Peace is the air that I breathe.
I’ve spoken with my Lord,
Cast my care upon Him.
My soul is perfectly at ease.
I sit here so late,
With His Word in my hands,
To quarry one last bit of light,
To fill up my mind and
To ponder in my heart,
To feast on, to my soul’s delight.
Sing songs of deliverance
Over me, my Lord.
Give rest to my weary soul.
When tomorrow’s light dawns,
Let me rise with intent,
To purposefully reach that day’s goals.
Let me walk in a manner
That pleases you, Lord.
Let me shine with the light of your love.
Grant me grace and strength
To meet life’s demands,
Straight from Your own heart above.
Nelda Johnson
Copyright 2020
Before I Close My Eyes
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