On a lonely road in an empty place
When the bugle calls and a trumpet plays
And the wild wind blows o’er deserted plain
It stirs an old heart to revive again !
On a lonely road in an empty place
When the bugle calls and a trumpet plays
And the wild wind blows o’er deserted plain
It stirs an old heart to revive again !
Dawn awakes with a lazy yawn
And signals that nighttime has gone
As each day does arrive on time
While life begins its daily climb.
At eventide the lights turn on
Like magic lasting until morn
The twinkling stars remain intact
All constellations are exact,
How wonderful it all must be
God’s master of astronomy !
Cloistered here among all my things
The peaceful sound of morning rings
An early chill does charge the air
I waken to God’s loving care
The day breaks with another chance
To soothe my soul and life’s romance
And oh such joy to be awake
The difference one day can make !
Oh would that we might understand
The first salute or clasp of hand
An early blessing, new command
A grand new start before we stand !
The joy, sweet joy each morning brings
The sun’s awake and nature sings
I hear the sounds each raindrop shouts
While running down the gutter spouts.
The rush of water splashing by
Inspires the rainbows in the sky
Though early morn seems cold and bleak
It has a voice that needs to speak.
We are alive and truly blessed
Awaiting life at God’s behest
With so much more we’ve yet to taste
There’s not one moment left to waste !
Oh power that rules, attend us please
Our old world is trembling on its knees
The mountains rumble the waters surge
All seem to be begging for a purge,
The woodlands burn with a heat intense
Where is the force of our own defense ?
This world in chaos appears to be
What’s left to us of civility
Open your eyes it is not too late
To challenge the demons at the gate !
Reach out, reach out, I cannot grasp
I feel my life escaping fast
Hold on, hold on, your turn is near
To face the Lord pray without fear.
Awake, awake, the hour has come
This journey long will soon be done !