At 3 AM

82002 Michael D. Renneker

 

The wind blows outside my window at 3AM

A soft shroud of light surrounds me, and pulls me in

and the world seems so restless

far from the waking hour

but now I float free and formless

over a field of wild flowers

at 3 AM

 

The moon lights a lonely highway at 3AM

I move through this timeless journey that has no end

where every tie has been severed, every bridge=s been burned

but I feel the love in this new world

from which there=s no return

at 3 AM

 

High above in my atmosphere

past and future both crystal clear

each loved one I have ever known

is there to welcome me back home

to live inside His grace

for all eternity

at 3 AM 

 

High above in my atmosphere

past and future both crystal clear

the chaos of my life=s events

played back it all make perfect sense

here at the judgement

of the Court of the Hereafter

at 3 AM

 

The night watchman drinks his coffee at 3AM

while I bow before the One who is

and has forever been

and through the mourning and sadness

every prayer was heard

and the place of my eternal destination=s been secured

at 3 AM

I am with Him