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