Each breath as a newborn baby
When we understand how precious each moment is, we can treat each breath, each moment, as a newborn baby. Awareness can become that tender.
O Love that will not let me go:
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowd ray,
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.