Morning Has Broken

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 word.

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.
Spring 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 ev’ry morning
God’s re-creation
Of the new day.

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