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 dew fall 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 re-creation 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
May God or whatever you call love be with you and yours through the transition.
Perhaps we will one day come up in the middle of the river of life
and recognize one another... I believe this will be what will be...
Thank you Rudi!
I remember this song! It has such hope and praise in its body. I could not just read along with the words. I just HAD to sing and praise.
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