“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!”
Morning Has Broken, was widely popularized by the Cat Stevens version on Teaser and the Firecat (1971), but was actually written by Eleanor Farjeon in 1931. · A performance by Cat Stevens (1976) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5sSEkZ86ts <br class="br">Misattributed
Help us to complete the source, original and additional information
Cat Stevens91
British singer-songwriter 1948Related quotes
“Morning has broken,
Like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken
Like the first bird.”
Eleanor Farjeon (1881–1965) English children's writer
Morning Has Broken (1931)
Context: 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!
“It felt like spring time on this February morning
In a courtyard birds were singing your praise…”
Sophie B. Hawkins (1967) American musician
Whaler (1994), As I Lay Me Down
Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr. (1841–1935) United States Supreme Court justice
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Kessinger Publishing (2005).
Misattributed
“Praise with elation,
Praise every morning,
God's re-creation
Of the new day!”
Eleanor Farjeon (1881–1965) English children's writer
Morning Has Broken (1931)
Phillips Brooks (1835–1893) American clergyman and author
O little Town of Bethlehem, 2nd stanza http://books.google.com/books?id=Uh03AAAAMAAJ&q=%22O+morning+stars+together+Proclaim+the+holy+birth+And+praises+sing+to+God+the+King+And+peace+to+men+on+earth%22&pg=PA15#v=onepage (1868).
Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–1838) English poet and novelist
(5th January 1833) Songs
The London Literary Gazette, 1833-1835
“it is a serious thing // just to be alive / on this fresh morning / in this broken world.”
Mary Oliver (1935–2019) American writer
Source: Red Bird
“There was nothing like having a dead husband return from the grave to ruin a fine spring morning.”
Jayne Ann Krentz (1948) American novelist
Source: Second Sight