"MORNING HAS BROKEN..."

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 Word

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven

Like the first dew fall, on the first grass

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden

Spring 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

Cool the gray clouds roll, peaking the mountains, 
Gull in her free flight, swooping the skies. 
Praise for the mystery, misting the morning, 
Behind the shadow, waiting to shine. 

I am the sunrise, warming the heavens, 
Spilling my warm glow over the earth. 
Praise for the brightness of this new morning, 
Filling my spirit with Your great love. 

Mine is a turning, mine is a new life, 
Mine is a journey closer to You. 
Praise for the sweet glimpse, caught in a moment, 
Joy breathing deeply, dancing in flight. 

This is one of my favorite songs of all time. Whenever I see the sun rise, this song plays in my head...and my heart. May the beauty of the sun rise be with you...and may you always recognize the beautiful creation God has given to us. PRAISE HIM.

With love,
Jane