When I was working in the cafeteria of a UCLA dormitory in 1971 or ’72, we had music from a radio station playing the usual popular songlists piped into the room. Suddenly, Cat Stevens’ “Morning Has Broken”appeared at the top of the charts, playing repeatedly.
It was completely different from the songs about lost love and other pop topics of the time. It was a joyful celebration of God’s wonderful natural world and celebration of being in it and part of it! I’ve never forgotten it.
Wikipedia describes the song’s origin and eventual recording by Stevens.
Recently I found on YouTube a beautiful audio/video rendition of the song accompanied by stunning videography of mountains and mountain wildlife (a mountain goat on a cliff, birds soaring against a snowy slope). Play it and enjoy!
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
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.