I love early summer mornings
The peaceful calm and delight
I love to hear the awakening
Of birds that have slept through the night.
To watch the lights fade away
And give the task to the sun
The trees become green again
Instead of looking like just one.
How beatiful it is
How precious the thought
But without Jesus
It's as lonely as not.
The peaceful calm and delight
I love to hear the awakening
Of birds that have slept through the night.
To watch the lights fade away
And give the task to the sun
The trees become green again
Instead of looking like just one.
How beatiful it is
How precious the thought
But without Jesus
It's as lonely as not.