Morning light shines, pure as at the start
Blackbird's dawn song, praise to the Maker rings
Thanks for the songs, thanks for the morning
Thanks for the Word that births them both
Drops fall softly, sunlit through
So on first grass lay first dew
Thanks for God's traces in the garden
Greening freshness, perfect blue
Mine is the sun, mine is the morning
Splendor breaking to me from Eden!
Overflowing thanks, thanks God in the morning!
Re-created, his light greets us