Joy is in cool mornings,
A cool morning breeze when the sun is bright;
Joy is in this feeling,
Of rebirth and delight.
A cool morning breeze when the sun is bright;
Joy is in this feeling,
Of rebirth and delight.
And I yearn to wake up and awaken;
I yearn to walk beneath the light;
I yearn to walk just near the trees,
And watch some little birds in flight.
I yearn to walk just near the shore,
And watch the waves at sea;
There’s nothing I could ask for more,
Than earth’s enchanting melody.
In the early hour of the day,
When night has just passed away;
When all is fresh, and all is beautiful,
When all is brilliant, ever pure.
Joy is in cool mornings;
A stroll amidst a brand new day,
When life is just beginning,
When angels sing and dance and pray!
