Now emerging from the night, see creation's
new-born day.
Sing of beauty and delight. Sing creation's new-born day.
Bright sun on the water,
And the morning birds break the sky
With a cry of a new day dawning.
Fly, my spirit, with their flight.
Fly, my spirit with their flight.
Now the sun is at its height. Sing creation's
perfect day.
Sing of beauty and delight. Sing creation's perfect day.
White fire on the water,
And the golden sun scatters light
With the brightness of a noon-day rising.
Shine, my spirit, with its light.
Shine, my spirit, with its light.
Now returning to the night, see creation's perfect
day.
Sing of beauty and delight. Sing creation's perfect day.
Soft light on the water,
And the ev'ning stars touch the sky
With the light of a thousand diamonds.
Soft, my spirit, in the night.
Soft, my spirit, in the night.
