Rising high at noonday
And now reflecting as the day parts,
I have to ask myself once again
Do I have anger in my heart?
Fury, resentment, bitterness and rage
Have to quiet themselves at the disappearing rays.
Blowing tempests, harmful thoughts,
Into captivity these rogue ways are caught.
Troubled emotion into oblivion must fade,
It’s to the Lord’s command you must obey.
It’s time for the storms of the mind to rest
With healing and newness to come at sunset.