Waking

Golden morning comes again

to sweep away the pall of night

in glorious refrain.

For all of last year’s pain

there will be a new delight

as golden morning comes again

to carry off what hurts remain

and lift you to a greater height

in glorious refrain.

with the gentle beat of rain

as you wake into the light

golden morning comes again

to stir you from where you have lain

and meet the growing light

in glorious refrain.

To share the burden, ease the strain

the day is young the world is bright

and golden morning comes again

in glorious refrain.