S NIKITENKO
Blessed Son-shine
In dawn’s first glow, the world awakes,
Soft petals drink the golden rays,
Mountains blush at morning’s grace,
And rivers gleam like sparkling praise.
Yet far more radiant lights my soul—
The Blessed Son-shine in my heart.
Like sunbeams glist'ning on the sea,
Each promise flickers hope anew;
In every whisper of the breeze,
I sense Your Spirit’s gentle clue.
Creation’s wonders bow and sing,
To honor what Your love imparts.
The sunflower lifts its cheerful face,
In humble faith it yearns for light,
Same, in my weakness, You give strength,
Morning dusk turning dark to bright.
Each seed you plant of joy and peace
Blossoms beneath Your sovereign art.
When storms roll in with mounting winds,
And shadows stretch across the land,
Your promise stands—steadfastly true,
Casting out fear, we trust in you.
No mountain high, no valley low,
Can hide the power of Your heart.
O Blessed Son-shine, touch my life.
With blessings only You bestow.
That I may always reflect Your light,
In ev'ry step following you.
For though your love paints skies so grand,
Your Spirit’s blessing guides my heart.
John8:12
Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying,
I am the light of the world: he that followeth me
shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.
S NIKITENKO
Susan Barker Nikitenko August 21,2025©
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