I started washing up today,
A plate slipped from my hand,
It shattered into a thousand parts,
Scattered across the land.

Each piece a tiny fragment,
Of what once was whole,
Reflecting how I sometimes feel,
Deep within my soul.

The jagged edges glisten,
In the morning light,
A mirror to the brokenness,
I often try to hide.

But in the midst of chaos,
There’s beauty to be found,
In the way the pieces sparkle,
As they lie upon the ground.

For even in our brokenness,
There’s strength and grace to see,
A reminder that we can rebuild,
And find our way to be.

I’m stumbling along in life and boom,
A twist of fate, a sudden gloom.
Yet in the chaos, I find my way,
Through night and storm, to light of day.
I seem to recover, and a twist of pain
Gets in again, like a sudden rain.
But through each trial, I rise once more,
Stronger than I was before.
For every fall, a chance to stand,
With firmer grip and steadier hand.
In life’s great dance, I find my beat,
With every stumble, I land on my feet.
Without my God, I suffer and fall,
But with His grace, I stand tall.
In faith, I find my strength anew,
Guided by His light, I make it through.
Yet as I journey, a truth unfolds,
A hidden strength within me holds.
Not just divine, but deep inside,
A well of courage, my own guide.
For in my heart, a fire burns bright,
A spirit fierce, ready to fight.
With God beside and strength within,
I face the world, and I begin again.
In every trial, a lesson learned,
In every loss, a purpose earned.
Adversity, a teacher wise,
Reveals the strength within our eyes.
Through pain, I find my true intent,
A path of growth, a life well spent.
For in the struggle, I discover,
The deeper meaning to uncover.

In the hush of dawn, the world is still,
A canvas blank, awaiting will to paint.
Soft whispers of the morning breeze do pass,
Through rustling leaves and swaying trees they dance.
The sky blushes with a gentle hue,
As night departs, and day breaks through anew.
A moment pure, serene, and bright it stands,
Where shadows yield to dawning light’s embrace.
Thoughts gather like the morning mist, they form,
In quietude, they coexist in peace.
Dreams and hopes, both old and new, arise,
In daybreak’s glow, they come to view and shine.
With every breath, a fresh resolve is found,
As morning’s light begins to spread its wings.
In this tranquil, sacred space, I find,
My strength, my inner grace, my heart’s true calm.

In the beginning, You spoke the word,
Mountains rose and oceans stirred.
The Earth was born, a work divine,
A sacred space in all time.

Hallelujah to the Maker of the skies,
For the Earth's beauty before our eyes.
From the rolling hills to the deep sea's roar,
Every creature sing, "O Lord, You’re adored."

You painted the fields with flowers bright,
Gave the stars to adorn the night.
The sun to warm, the rain to nourish,
In Your love, all life does flourish.

Hallelujah to the Artist so wise,
For the Earth's splendour, a holy prize.
In every sunrise, in every bird's flight,
We see Your hand, and it shines so bright.

Every leaf, every grain of sand,
Is a testament to Your master plan.
We stand in awe, we kneel in prayer,
For the world You made, none can compare.

So, we sing this song with hearts so full,
For the Earth, Your canvas, so beautiful.
We celebrate Your mighty deeds,
For You, O God, meet all our needs.