It is early in the morning, long before dawn,
To the voice of the rooster, I am fully drawn,
As he joyfully belts out each unrestrained crow,
I hear him and once more I’m reminded to know,
In this dark early morning so peaceful and still,
That none can restrain or foil our Lord’s Sovereign will,
For as the bold rooster, without human consent,
Belts out voluminous crows to his heart’s content,
Regardless of human judgments, human outcry,
So God’s authority does not on us rely,
As God wills, His Word will go forth for all to hear,
Desire it or not, God’s Word is ever near.
But just as the rooster belts out his loud refrain,
And many, asleep, hear not his persistent strain,
Only those who’re awake, before the new dawn breaks,
Will hear the rooster and its morning’s counsel take,
Likewise God is speaking, but many are asleep,
Drugged by the world’s elixirs, in self, buried deep,
So that the voice of God, though He speaks loud and clear,
Only quickened spirits, will rise from sleep to hear;
As the rooster’s heard every early morn without fail,
God’s voice in the unsleeping, will surely avail.
Amen!










