A Blessed Autumn Morn
The day is dawning clear and cool, this autumn morn.
The sun bursts o’er the mountains likes it’s been reborn.
And dew drops sparkle brilliantly on crimson leaves,
As all creation yawns beneath Your canopy.
A blessed autumn morn unfurls before my eyes,
As winter birds are drifting through the azure skies.
The squirrels are busy gathering their winter feasts;
As all creation wakens ‘neath Your canopy.
And I would join them all in lifting hands to You,
In praise of all You are, and everything You do;
For You have clothed this world with Your own majesty.
Yes, I am blessed to live beneath Your canopy.
Lisa DeVinney is a homemaker and mother of six in upstate New York. She enjoys photography and writing devotional poetry in her spare time. Lisa is the author of several books, including a devotional entitled I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes. She also maintains her own website at liftingmyeyes.com