Morning has bro-ken, like the first morn-ing

Blackbird has spo- ken like the first bird

Praise for the sing-ing praise for the mor-ning

Praise for them spring-ing fresh from the world

Sweet the rain's new fall Sunlit from hea-ven

Like the first dew fall on the first grass

Praise for the sweet-ness of the wet gar-den

Sprung in com-plete-ness where his feet pass

Mine is the sun-light, mine is the morn-ing

Born of the one light Eden saw play

Praise with e- la-tion praise every mor-ning

God's recre-a- tion of the new day

Morning has bro-ken like the first mor-ning

Blackbird has spo- ken like the first bird

Praise for the sing-ing praise for the mor-ning

Praise for them spring-ing fresh from the world