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 springing
Fresh from the Word!
Sweet the rain’s new fall
Sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dewfall
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 ev’ry morning,
God’s recreation
Of the newday!
OUT of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping, Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping To sight, revealing a secret, numberless secrets keeping.
Sometimes the darkness trapped within a wheel Runs into speed like a dream, the blue of the steel Showing the rocking darkness now a-reel.
And out of the invisible, streams of bright blue drops Rain from the showery heavens, and bright blue crops Surge from the under-dark to their ladder-tops.
And all the manifold blue and joyous eyes, The rainbow arching over in the skies, New sparks of wonder opening in surprise.
All these pure things come foam and spray of the sea Of Darkness abundant, which shaken mysteriously, Breaks into dazzle of living, as dolphins that leap from the sea Of midnight shake it to fire, so the secret of death we see.
Yes, it’s February 2 and we are already talking Valentine’s Day and Spring but let’s be clear “BABY IT’S COLD OUTSIDE!
“Baby, It’s Cold Outside”
I really can’t stay – Baby it’s cold outside I’ve got to go away – Baby it’s cold outside This evening has been – Been hoping that you’d drop in So very nice – I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice
My mother will start to worry – Beautiful, what’s your hurry? Father will be pacing the floor – Listen to the fireplace roar So really I’d better scurry – Beautiful, please don’t hurry Maybe just a half a drink more – Put some records on while I pour
The neighbors might think – Baby, it’s bad out there Say, what’s in this drink? – No cabs to be had out there I wish I knew how – Your eyes are like starlight now To break this spell – I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no – Mind if I move in closer? At least I’m gonna say that I tried – What’s the sense in hurting my pride? I really can’t stay – Baby don’t hold out Ah, but it’s cold outside
I’ve got to get home – Oh, baby, you’ll freeze out there Say, lend me your coat – It’s up to your knees out there You’ve really been grand – Thrill when you touch my hand Why don’t you see – How can you do this thing to me?
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow – Think of my life long sorrow At least there will be plenty implied – If you caught pneumonia and died I really can’t stay – Get over that hold out Ah, but it’s cold outside Oh, baby, it’s cold outside Oh, baby, it’s cold outside
_Frank Loesser
