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

Verse 2
Sweet the rain's dew 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

Verse 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