I've sung everything from hard times to heaven To the cold winds that chill my very soulAnd I've sung everything from lonely nights in taverns To dime store women on the trollAnd I've sung everything from sunshine to sadness From the good life to the hells of povertyBut I sing a different song and tell a different story Cause Jesus sang a different song to meAnd he said he'd meet me in the morning In the sweet still shadows of his loveHe said he'd meet me in the morning In the warm soft goodness of his loveWell I've read it in the pages Of Matthew, Mark and ProverbsDaniel, Revelation, Timothy And the wisdom I discoveredFrom cover to cover Was enough to scare the devil out of meThe words all have reason And they're never out of seasonThey're the sweetest greeting words you'll ever hearSince I've been reading Jesus I read a different storyCause Jesus he's been reading me for yearsAnd he said he'd meet me in the morning In the sweet still shadows of his loveHe said he'd meet me in the morning In the warm soft goodness of his loveHe said he'd meet me in the morning In the sweet still shadows of his loveHe said he'd meet me in the morning In the warm soft goodness of his loveIn the warm soft goodness of his love Of his love, of his love