Sun coming up just across the road Dew is still fresh on the ground The Morning Stay is still I nmy sight A whipoorwill, the only sound
The river runds slow when it runs deep The shallows they rush right by The wind through the trees whispers to me Oh, how I live that sound
(Chorus) Praise the Lord, all the nations And sing praise to Him All the people Again and again
Stand down by the old water wheel The field is so full of sights Harvest time is coming so soon The ground turns to life overnight
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There's the Father Looking out across the sky Says, "What a fine, fine land I think I'll send my Son down to meet the crowd He'll help them understand"
Sun going down just across the road Dusk is well on its way Wait for the morning to break from the night Oh, hear the children say, hear them say