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 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 them springing fresh from the Word
How beautiful and serene ... the color is stunning and the silhouettes are so wonderful here. The beginning of a new day and you were there to witness it.
@bdb3471 I know rigth?! I can't get it out of mine either. So, maybe a bunch of us all over the world will be sort of singing it together....I kind of like that. :-) Thanks for the visit and comment.
