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 world
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,
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 recreation 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 the springing fresh from the world