Morning Has Broken
~Cat Stevens
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 world
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
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
Beautiful pictures, Sharilyn, I love morning too, to be exact, dawn. =) Everything feels fresh and good in the morning, and I'll be reminded that His mercy is brand new everyday.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely week ahead! =D
Beautiful pictures! Also, thank you for checking out my blog. It's wonderful to know that others see the beautiful details of our world and are open to interpreting the messages--be it a heart rock or an old tree or a wet leaf!
ReplyDelete~Jenna~