For a couple of years I belonged to a house church in Vancouver, Washington. One song we sang was "Sometimes in the Morning," sung to the tune of the sixties hit, "My cup runneth Over With Love."

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My Cup Runneth Over…

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Sometimes in the Morning

Sometimes in the morning,

A while before dawn,

To You, Lord, I whisper

A praise or a song;

And feel Your life stirring

So deep inside me—

My cup runneth over with Thee!

And when in that moment

My heart turns to Thee,

The eyes of my spirit

Your presence can see.

And then in that moment

As sunlight breaks through,

My cup runneth over with You.

And then at the noontime

When I’m hungry and tired

And feel this old world

Weighing down upon me,

You come as my haven,

My rest, and my food.

My cup runneth over with You.

And then in the evening

When my thoughts are free,

I remember that You, Lord,

Still dwell here in me;

And I cannot hold back

That river in me—

My cup runneth over with Thee!

My cup runneth over with thee.

-Author Unknown

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