Thank you Cat Stephens
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, sunlight from heaven.
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetnes 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.
Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
I'm not really a morning guy, but I try to be. Somehow I managed to get up at 6 a.m. for 3 days in a row to get these sunrise photos on the beach near Jacksonville... i"m glad I did. They seem to get richer as you scroll down... like a fine wine fermenting into it's peak... I'm not sure who the pilot was toward the end... but he likes to fly his little ultra light plane just as the sun is rising.
You can scroll to the bottom here and click on the Youtube video of the great Hymn, Morning Has Broken… Listen to the tune and enjoy the morning photos…hmmmmm
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