The morning breaks in brilliant sunThe clouds disperse in light,
The golden rays fill everyone,
And stars escape the night.
And men arise to work and serve
Where e’er their lot may fall,
Using talents undeserved,
For God’s grace gives them all.
The morning breaks in brilliant sunThe clouds disperse in light,
The golden rays fill everyone,
And stars escape the night.
And men arise to work and serve
Where e’er their lot may fall,
Using talents undeserved,
For God’s grace gives them all.
Rodgers and Hammerstein put it well with: