My body, after labor, repairs and strengthens itself while I sleep. Each day I have more capacity.
When, Lord, does my spirit grow stronger? While I slumber in the night?
I sit with you in the morning, Lord, soul-crushed and worried for the day. You soothe me and build me up. I rise and walk, eyes clear and spine straight.
It is my time with you that strengthens me.
I will sit with you alone awhile longer. Hold my hand, Lord.