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 word      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 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 word