My Cup Runneth Over, My heart leaps with joy and floats on waves of happiness,
at the wondrous works of your mighty hand!
The floodgates swing wide, spilling over into streams of living waters;
O’ the magnificence of our heavenly Father.
Sing all ye saints of the Lord. Sing my heart.
For surely you are witnessing the goodness of God in the land of the living.
How I love you, Abba Father, my God, my rock, my king!
To you be all the glory and honor and praise.
~ Laura Beth Young © Oct. 29, 2006
This is the poem, written as I was realizing my dream of opening “Cheerful Hearts”, in 2006.
“…. Test me in this,” says the Lord almighty and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not have room enough for it”.