Morning has broken
Cat Stevens, Eleanor Farjeon

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 evíry morning
Godís 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.