This Good Day

Morning sun and morning glories

Pouring down the hill,

Through my window

I can feel the ocean breeze.



Noisy sparrows fill the oak trees

Swallows can't stay still,

And in the glad commotion

Lord, You speak to me



Chorus:

If the rain clouds come

Or the cold winds blow,

You're the one who goes before me

And in my heart I know



This good day

It is a gift from You.

The world is turning in its place

because You made it to.

I lift my voice

To sing a song of praise

On this good day.



I will walk to Woodman's Cove,

The fishing boats are leaving,

Seagulls follow just above the water.



I will wait until the sunset

Brings them home again,

Rigging lines and anchors in the harbor.



repeat chorus