Edenic

MORNING HAS BROKEN
(Farjeon/Gaelic Melody)

Morning has broken
Like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird.
Praise for the singing!
Praise for the morning!
Prais for them, springing
Fresh from the Word!

Sweet the rainís 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,
Godís recreation
Of the new day!

HOW GREAT THOU ART
(Hine)

O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made,
I see the stars,
I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze:

Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!

Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!