Awake! Awake! All the Earth
  Hear the morning song
Simple, full, lusty, happy to be
  Alive feeling the coolness
Morn is dawning, coming not
  Hiding in its bursting
Beauty loud and clear and all
  Take a part in its song
Never hiding, pushing forth
  Each strain until it rises
Born forth from the coaxing
  Chorus of cheer and praise