Verse 1

The sun beats down on this old dirt path

Whisperin' pines tell a story of the past

I see Your grace in the river's flow

And in the harvest fields where the tall corn grows

This old guitar and a simple tune

Underneath the silver harvest moon

It's a humble prayer, a grateful sound

On this holy, hallowed ground

Pre-Chorus

Ooh! Oh I love Jesus

Ooh oh love jesus!

And the world can rush on by so fast

But this peace I've found, it's built to last

Chorus

Oh, I love Jesus, yes I do

He's my morning light, my evening view

He walks with me through the fields of grace