"Sunrise
Worship"
E.H. Coe
Have you ever risen early,
On a bright, cold Easter
Morn
To attend an outside
service,
In a woods, that looks
forlorn.
Until almost, just like
magic,
Other folks begin to show.
Coming through the
darkened woodland,
And the crowd begins to
grow.
Standing there at
Sunrise Service,
With your head bared to
the sky.
Seeing God's Hand shown
in nature,
And you know that God's
on High.
By:E.H. Coe
1972
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