I've sung everything from hard times to heaven To the cold winds that chill my very soul
And I've sung everything from lonely nights in taverns To dime store women on the troll
And I've sung everything from sunshine to sadness From the good life to the hells of poverty
But I sing a different song and tell a different story Cause Jesus sang a different song to me
And he said he'd meet me in the morning In the sweet still shadows of his love
He said he'd meet me in the morning In the warm soft goodness of his love
Well I've read it in the pages Of Matthew, Mark and Proverbs
Daniel, Revelation, Timothy And the wisdom I discovered
From cover to cover Was enough to scare the devil out of me
The words all have reason And they're never out of season
They're the sweetest greeting words you'll ever hear
Since I've been reading Jesus I read a different story
Cause Jesus he's been reading me for years
And he said he'd meet me in the morning In the sweet still shadows of his love
He said he'd meet me in the morning In the warm soft goodness of his love
He said he'd meet me in the morning In the sweet still shadows of his love
He said he'd meet me in the morning In the warm soft goodness of his love
In the warm soft goodness of his love Of his love, of his love