by Guest » Sun Mar 30, 2014 11:27 pm
Good Morning Child
sometimes i close my eyes and think of Heaven,
a city where the chill of night won't still the day.
i know the flowers bloom on every hillside and
i can almost hear the voice of Jesus say
Chorus
Good morning child you are welcome to this brand new city
make yourself home you're free to roam here on this shore
it'll be so good to be at home in my new mansion it stands
out there may God reach out and call you home
Sometimes i close my eyes and think of Jesus how he died upon
that cross for you and me and i know someday i'll walk with him in glory
i can almost hear the voice of Jesus say
Good Morning Child
sometimes i close my eyes and think of Heaven,
a city where the chill of night won't still the day.
i know the flowers bloom on every hillside and
i can almost hear the voice of Jesus say
Chorus
Good morning child you are welcome to this brand new city
make yourself home you're free to roam here on this shore
it'll be so good to be at home in my new mansion it stands
out there may God reach out and call you home
Sometimes i close my eyes and think of Jesus how he died upon
that cross for you and me and i know someday i'll walk with him in glory
i can almost hear the voice of Jesus say