In my Cup

It’s morning, it’s early and I’m waking up

Feeling loved, feeling blessed with coffee in my cup

Plenty of worry and fret stuff trying to bring

Gloomy and sorry and sadness to be my king

But I am blessed, I’m alive and well

I know Jesus as savior and I’m not going to hell

Friends who will read what I write today know

The presence of my Lord makes my face glow

So I wake with a grin, happy as a new pup

I am blessed beyond measure and have coffee in my cup