HE WALKS

作曲：MARTIN MORTON

作词：MARTIN MORTON

In the mornings when the light breaks

Dust dances in the beams

Whispers of band addictions

In our wild restless dreams

Fishermen on the old river

With nets of faith in hand

Singing ancient pilgrim songs

Together on this blessed land

Jesus walks with all the souls

From the lost to the found

Through the valleys and the shadows

His love forever bound

Children weave their simple prayers

With twine of hope and need

In the fields where love grows tall the harvest

Of good deeds

Beneath the moonlight's tender gaze

Where the weary find their rest

Forgiveness like the morning dew

On hearts that once were pressed

Old man tell of mercy sweet under the cedar tree

How his love is like the wind unseen

But wild and free

In the mornings when the light breaks

Dust dances into beams

Whispers of an addictions

In our wild restless dreams

Fishermen on the old river

With nets of faith in hand

Singing ancient pilgrim songs

Together on this blessed land

Jesus walks with all the souls

From the lost to the found

Through the valleys and the shadows

His love forever bound

Children weave their simple prayers

With twine of hope and need

In the fields where love grows tall the harvest