Morning Has Broken
Morning has broken like the first morning
Black bird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlight from heaven
Like the first dew fall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Spring in completness 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 broken like the first morning
Black bird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world