Monday 14 December 2009

Morning Has broken

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Black bird 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, sunlight 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
Black bird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word





by Cat Stevens



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