Oh How Fair that Morning Broke MORNING—William Henry Monk Oh How Fair that Morning Broke 1 Oh how fair that morning broke, When in Eden man awoke! Beast and bird and insect bright Revell’d in the gladsome light; God look’d down from Heav’n above, All was life and joy and love. 2 Ah! the doleful change when sin Darkly, subtly enter’d in! War and pestilence and dearth Mar and sadden God’s fair earth; Human sorrow fills the air; Death is reigning everywhere. 3 Yet rejoice, for God on high Hath