Morning has broken
Like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird
Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for the 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
On 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 re-creating
Of the new day