There is a mornin' breakin' over my soul.

There is a mornin' breakiní over my soul.

Where there was  darkness there is light,

Where there was dryness there is water,

I tell ya, there is a morniní breakiní over my soul.

The devil, he thought he had won, he had me

In the grip of his control, but victory has come

And I can tell ya, I kicked ëim back to hell

So now, there is a morniní breakiní in my soul.

I donít know about you, but I am tired

Of desert liviní, and souls a-dyiní

It’s time to look at the risiní Son

For there ís a morniní breakiní over my soul.

There is a morniní breakiní in my soul

The young are innocent again,

The old saints see visions again.

I tell ya, there is a morniní breakin' over my soul.

© 2009 Ronald Friesen