As Watchmen For The Morning

This is a poem I wrote this morning, while meditating on Psalm 30 and Psalm 130.  It may or not become a song at some point-- I haven't figured that out yet.

Psalm 30:5-- "Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning."

Psalm 130:6-- "My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning."

More than watchmen for the morning

I will wait for joy to come

More than watchmen for the morning

Though weeping tarry long

Out of the depths, the miry pit

My soul waits for my God

In His unfailing word I hope

And wait for joy to come

More than watchmen for the morning

I will wait for steadfast love

With God is plentiful redemption

So I will wait for joy to come

His promise is my power

His grace, my only plea

So armed with faith's assurance

I know joy will come to me

My sackcloth turned to gladness

My mourning into song

As watchmen for the morning

I rejoice to see the dawn

He has marked me with forgiveness

Forgotten my iniquity

My soul will sing Your praises

For joy has come to me

As the watchmen for the morning

I will see the final day

The dawning of Your glory

When every tear is wiped away

The Lamb will be the glory

And Christ will be our light

For joy comes on that morning,

The end of weeping's night

Soul, arm yourself with power

To believe God's word is true

Though night is long, 'tis nearly o'er

And joy will come to you.