Look Upon the Sunrise

As I look upon the sunrise,
I leave behind the past.
As I see behind the lies,
I find freedom at last.
No darkness can accuse,
As evil I refuse.

As I look upon the sunrise,
I look to what's ahead.
As I gaze at the blue skies,
I leave behind my dread.
Civility returns to me,
By His blood I am free.

As I look upon the sunrise,
I remember a Creator.
As I listen to my cries,
I stumble like before.
No longer bowing to hate,
This is not my fate.

As I look upon the sunrise,
I see my scars dissolve.
As I tremble and rise,
I feel the blissful salve.
Eyes cleared of the dirt,
Joy comes from past's hurt.

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