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 rains new fall.
Sunlit from heaven.
Like the first dew fall,
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 re-creation of the new day
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.
(Our earth is so beatiful! Thanks God that we still could embrace every morning, no matter how darkness the night could be. Let's love our earth and all the living creatures on it. Let's love each other. )