| I’ve sung everything from hard times to heaven
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| To the cold winds that chilled my very soul
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| &I've sung everything from lonely nights in taverns
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| To dime store women on the troll
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| &I've sung everything from sunshine to sadness
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| From the good life to the hells of Bob McVee
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| Now I sing a different song &tell a different story
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| 'Cause Jesus sang a different song to me
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| &he said he’d meet me_______________
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| (Meet me in the mornin')
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| In the mornin'
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| (Meet me in the mornin')
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| In the sweet still shadows of his love (of his love)
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| He said he’d meet me_______________
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| (Meet me in the mornin')
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| In the mornin'
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| (Meet me in the mornin')
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| In the warm soft goodness of his love
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| I’ve read it in the pages of Matthew, Mark &Proverbs
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| Daniel, Revelation, Timothy
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| &the wisdom I discovered from cover to cover
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| Was enough to scare the Devil out of me The words all have reason
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| &they're never out of season
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| They’re the sweetest written words you’ll ever hear
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| Since I’ve been readin’Jesus
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| I read a different story
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| 'Cause Jesus, he’s been readin’me for years
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| Coda:
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| In the warm soft goodness of his love
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| Of his love___, of his love |