At once gentle and full of peace,
the sun shines brightly from the east.
Patient as rock, formed ages ago
stand from the top and see grandeur below,
a mighty rock on which we stand.
Restful as a welcome breeze,
beauty for the eye to please.
collected streams that run along,
trickling sounds that sing a song
of heaven’s subdued melodies.
A painted azure sky above,
clouds soft as a Father’s love,
the air, a purity of breath,
His Son, our surety over death,
The Spirit flying overhead.
The shoots of life pass underfoot,
a cave filled with timeless soot,
the earthy smell of dirt beneath,
tales of rocks under our feet,
foundation of the world’s one hope.