Dear reader,

These lines began as an overflow—an attempt to speak of a mercy that keeps arriving, fresh and unspent, with every sunrise. I have let the language rise with it, piling word upon word, because the reality itself feels larger than any single phrase can hold. May you find, somewhere in the light of the unbreakable diamond (mercy that cannot be scratched or shattered) or the kaleidoscope of morning, a reminder that this mercy is for you: unending, unshatterable, and new again today.

—the poet

Lamentations 3:22–23

It is of the LORD’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.

Psalm 103:8, 11

The LORD is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy… For as the heaven is high above the earth, so great is his mercy toward them that fear him.

Romans 8:38–39

For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Hebrews 4:16

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.

1 Peter 1:3

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.

Oh, His gracious, glorious, generous, golden mercy

that is new every morning

gives us unending, unshatterable, cross-bought hope,

grace, and enduring love

that can never be taken away.

For this undeserved, majestic, marvellous, mighty, overwhelming mercy

is like a searing, sovereign, unbreakable diamond—

blazing with infinite, unquenchable light,

harder than any hammer, hotter than any furnace,

brighter than ten thousand suns,

and utterly untouched, unscarred, unconquered

by every demonic fury, every dark assault, every hellish pursuit!

Oh, revel, royally redeemed—

for as the sun rises every morning in blazing, world-waking glory,

so the mercy of our triune God

erupts, explodes, and thunders upward

in a living kaleidoscope of unending colors—

crimson fire, molten gold, sapphire flame, and white-hot radiance—

that never fades, can never fail, will never dim,

and will always be gloriously, triumphantly, eternally renewed

every sunrise!

Oh, the gracious, glorious, generous, golden mercy

that is new every morning

is the spiritual riches

that give us ceaseless, victorious, triumphant

joy, strength, and an unending, eternal hope.

This keeps the free surg