Lyrics: Singer Of Songs

I'm not a savior and I'm not a saint
The man with the answers I certainly ain't
I wouldn't tell you, what's right or what's wrong
I'm just a singer of songs

But I can take you for a walk
Along a little country stream
I can make you see through lovers? eyes
And understand their dreams

I can help you hear a baby's laugh
And feel the joy it brings
Yes, I do it with the songs
That I sing

I'm not a prophet and I'm not a priest
I'm not a wise man, who's come from the East
I wouldn't tell you what's right or what's wrong
I'm just a singer of songs

But I can take you to a city
Where a Man was crucified
I can tell you how He lived
And I can tell you why He died

I can help proclaim the glory
Of this mighty King of Kings
Yes, I can do it with the songs
That I sing

I'm not a great man
I don't claim to be
But when I meet my Maker
And He questions me

I won't hang my head
I will stand proud and strong
And say, ?I was a singer
Lord, I was a singer
Yes, I was a singer of songs?