View from Our Upstairs Window

I cannot help but think of the old hymn, "When Morning Gilds the Skies" as I look out our window today. The words honestly fill my heart:

When morning gilds the skies my heart awaking cries:
May Jesus Christ be praised!
When you begin the day, O never fail to say,
May Jesus Christ be praised!

The night becomes as day when from the heart we say:
May Jesus Christ be praised!
The powers of darkness fear when this sweet chant they hear:
May Jesus Christ be praised!

God really has given me a quiet resting place in which to live!