Something Has Broken

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird

Life now has broken, like the first sin fall
Words go unspoken in this strange place

Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word

Praise still for rainfall
Prayers that You heal all
Praise gifts that be small, at this slow pace

Sweet the rain’s new 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

Now in life’s new slow, curse of a virus
Restless we now grow, staying at home
Can we yet find praise for the desirous
And help spirits raise in our own home

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

Ours still the sunlight
Ours still the morning
Born of the One Light Eden saw play
Praise with your patience, praise with your staying
God’s recreation in this new way

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird

Life now has broken, like the first sin fall
Words go unspoken in this strange place

Praise for the singing
Praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word

Praise still for rainfall
Prayers that You heal all
Praise gifts that be small, at this slow pace

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