The awakening hour

Sweet Gift of Dawn

Slowly comes the morning,

softly comes the dawn,

slowly and softly - softly and slowly.

Dear Gift of Dawn, you come with rays of light.

I call forth my joy to greet the dawn.

In the marrow of my bones, I rejoice.

From the center of my soul, I rejoice.

In my heart of hearts, I rejoice.

From the home of my body, I rejoice.

With all my being, I rejoice.

Dear Gift of Dawn, I rejoice.

- Macrina Wiederkehr (Seven Sacred Pauses)