My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
When the stars begin to fall
My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
When the stars begin to fall
When you hear the trumpet sound
To wake the nations underground
Looking to my Lord's right
When the stars begin to fall
My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
When the stars begin to fall
You´ll hear the sinner cry,
To wake the nations underground
Looking to my God’s right hand
When the stars begin to fall
My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
My Lord, what a morning
When the stars begin to fall