Morning Has Broken

Morning Has Broken
As Sung by Cat Stevens
lyrics by Eleanor Farjeon

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 word

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

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Eleanor Farjeon wrote "Morning Has Broken" in 1931. The words were written for an old Gaelic tune.
Eleanor was a sickly child with poor eyesight so was home schooled and developed a keen interest in books. She began writing at an early age due to the encouragement of her father. Eleanor passed away in 1965 and an award is given annually in her name.

Read more about Eleanor's work as a poet and author of childrens books on Wikipedia below.

Photo: Our side yard in the Spring.

"Morning Has Broken" has been sung and played by many different artists. It was Cat Stevens who made this beautiful hymn popular but the Gaelic Tune in itself is beautiful on a variety of instruments.

Jack was the first person to expose me to this beautiful song. He was a very special man who touched many people. I am proud that I was one of them.

Jack's daughter, Lea, made this wonderful website as a tribute to her dad and it contains some of his sermons. She will be adding more of his meaningful sermons so that he can continue to touch our lives.
Reverend Jack Crandall
I hope you will click the link above and read Jack's words.

John Sitton (sittonbull on Squidoo) shared these words in the comment section. I just had to move them into the lens because I wanted to make sure that nobody missed this. Thank you, sittonbull!

That's a wonderful idea... dedicating this lens to Jack! I'll share a poem I wrote to him to celebrate and commemorate his 30th year in the ministry on 5/22/93 when we were at NACP. You know he loved sailing...I know you can relate to the rest! He was and is such a special "light" in all of our lives!

To Jack Crandall from John Sitton

Crandall _____ Maker of words!
Strummer of cerebral chords...
Reaching and tacking...
Navigator for our souls!

May you always share your gift,
Which helps us find glimpses of ourselves...
In the light of truth!

And May your sails always...
Be filled with a gentle wind!

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