JOY WILL NEVER BE LATE OF MY HEART BECAUSE A BANQUET OF JOY IS ETERNALLY PRESSED TO MY HEART.

Transcendent God savouring our being with Life, the Resurrection and Life eternal, we sing to Thee a tuneful hymn of gratitude, to celebrate the birth of a higher octave of joy.

An early bird begins to chirp, reminding us of awakening of new life, hope and colour breaking out of darkness.

Almighty Creator of all things, without compare, the Omnipotence of our Hearts and all things, blameless God who sees our blamelessness, qualify the radiance of our thoughts with your mighty Mercy and Love, even before we open our mouth.

Heavenly Father blest, Source of our infinite Grace, call us into Thy nothingness that encompasses everything.

O God, You are my Source; my Soul longs to unite with Thee and celebrate an unending homecoming. My Soul pines for you, like a parched desert yearning for an embrace of rain. Beloved God, let me get with your Strength and Glory.

A banquet of Joy is pressed to my Heart, and Joy will never be late of my Heart. My gratitude beyond words, is setting itself to your infinite Grace.