In the soft freshness of the morning
When the dew bathes the ground
Kissed with new born sun rays
Where the dawn gives of her sound
From the bird and the humming bee
So eager for their busy day
The lilt of their sweet music
Like an orchester in harmony play
The voice of a grazing cow
Called plaintive soft and low
Her gentle sad brown eyes
Watched the way the man did go
There grew the green juniper tree
Beside the wandering of a stream
He sat underneath its boughs
Where sleep took him to dream
He dreamt once again he was young
A gentle kind boy once more
But his heart ached within him
His body bruised and sore
The boy had set up in innocence
A pillar of granite stone
Where he prayed in earnest to God
In a quiet meadow all alone
Jesus dear Jesus I need you
You are my only friend
Take away my heartache and teardrops
I want them all to end
He knew in his heart Jesus answered
Of that he was very sure
God helped him to live a good life
And his soul He kept clean and pure
The dream led him strangely on
A life course it did run
It brought him to end times
And the setting of the evening sun
He saw them lay him down
Some wept so bitter and free
As they stood around his grave
Beneath an old gnarled juniper tree
He then saw streets of gold
His mansion and a crystal sea
In the beautiful land of heaven
Grew life's eternal tree
He awoke from his fitful sleep
Remembering all he had seen
Then wandered lazily away
From the juniper tree growing green
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