Morning has broken
like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken
like the first bird
Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for them
springing
fresh from the
world.
Sweet the rain's new
fall sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall
on the first grass
Praise for
the sweetness
of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness
where his
feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight
Mine is the morning
Born of the one light
Eden saw play
Praise with elation
Praise every morning
God's recreation
of the new day.
Morning has broke
like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken
like the first bird
Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for them
springing
fresh from the
world.