Morning Has Broken
G Morn Am ing D has broken, li C ke t G he first morning.
Blackbird has Hm spok Em en, A7 like the first D bird.
G Praise for the C singing, p G raise for the Em morni A ng,
D praise for them G sprin C gin D g fresh from the G world.
2. 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.
3. 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.