Morning Dew

How could we ever comprehend it How could one ever describe I find myself unable to work, to live life Without breaking into song as Adam anew Sees his love, His morning precious dew Water of Life, Bread of Heaven He is more than it all, making incomplete even seven Wonder, Glory and Praise Forever until the end of days It is all for His Glory, Amen, indeed His Name’s sake How can I do anything else But I do not stop In my work, my every breath I must praise the Lord I must, for what else could I do? He is my evening peace, yes again, my morning dew.