December morning robed in white.
Snowflakes gathered through the night,
Gentle reminders of the love
that gathers daily from above.
My heart has saved a sacred place
To think of His redeeming grace,
And on this morning crisp and clear
I seem to feel his presence near.
I’m grateful for the wondrous Man
Who magnified our Father’s plan.
I celebrate His life, His birth,
His perfect love which gives me worth.
On every morn throughout the year
I hope to feel His presence near.
And may I someday grow to be
The woman that He sees in me.