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 rains 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
~Written by Mark Stevens
I dedicate this to my sister, Deb, who is going through a very difficult time right now. I would appreciate your prayers for her.
I appreciate your visits, comments, and most of all your friendship.
Cindy, Instant fav on this beautiful morning shot. I love the soft pastel sky colors and how it's so perfectly framed. That's one of my favorite songs, too. I am very sorry to hear about your sister going through a difficult time and hope it's something that will pass quickly. Will say a prayer for her.
