Morning has broken

Morning has broken like the first morning, Black bird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for them, singing fresh from the word.

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlight 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.

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.

Take my life O Lord take my life

Take my life, O Lord, take my life,
That my life be worship.

Take my life, O Lord, take my life,
That my life be worship.
Take my life, O Lord, take my life,
That my life resemble your life.
That my life resemble your life.

Take my hands, O Lord, take my hands,
That my hands be worship.
Take my hands, O Lord, take my hands,
That my hands resemble your hands.
That my hands resemble your hands.

Take my heart, O Lord, take my heart,
That my heart be worship.
Take my heart, O Lord, take my heart,
That my heart resemble your heart.
That my heart resemble your heart.

Take my joy, O Lord, take my joy,
That my joy be worship.
Take my joy, O Lord, take my joy,
That my joy resemble your joy.
That my joy resemble your joy.

Take my death, O Lord, take my death,
That my death be worship.
Take my death, O Lord, take my death,
That my death resemble your death.
That my death resemble your death.

Take this bread, O Lord, Take this bread,
That this bread become now your flesh.
Take this bread, O Lord, Take this bread,
That this bread become now your flesh.
That this bread become now your flesh.

Take this Wine, O Lord, Take this Wine,
That this wine be changed to your blood.
Take this Wine, O Lord, Take this Wine,
That this wine be changed to your blood.
That this wine be changed to your blood.