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Looking At These Lovely Mountains God Made

This sight is free                             The Lord wants us
for I can see                                    to never fuss
these mountains all around.      which makes Him feel so good.
There’s peace up here                  He loves to see
and it’s sincere.                              His kids set free,
Birds make the only sound.         each living like they should.

Those hills afar                               These mountains high
are where they are                        help beautify
since God has put them there.    this land God’s made for me
He wants me to                              so when I pray
describe to you                               to Him each day
this beauty everywhere.              He shows His majesty.

Oh, it’s just great                           When calm winds blow
to meditate.                                    it helps me know
It’s such a lovely feeling.              that He is with me here.
I feel His love                                  He is my King,
from Him above                             that’s comforting
and I feel His strong healing.       so He casts out all fear.

The love God’s shown                   Majestic mountains
is not unknown                               pour out like fountains.
to Christians everywhere.            They roll for many miles.
This gorgeous sight                        When I’m up here
made by His might                         I’ve not one fear
is proof that He does care.           which brings a lot of smiles.

These pretty lands                          My shout, “Hello!”
made by His hands                         comes fast, not slow.
are pleasing to the eyes.               It echoes far away.
The grass is green,                          That’s nature’s song,
it's quite serene,                             no notes are wrong
and I just see blue skies.               which always makes my day.

In winter, snows                             Go on a hike
mean warmer clothes.                  then joy will spike
It looks like cotton candy.             when you can blaze a trail.
It’s colored white.                          You’ll learn right much
That’s sheer delight.                      from plants and such
To me it’s rather dandy.                since good times will prevail.


Each right strong gift                      As these birds sing,
my soul, does lift                             good cheer they bring.
and makes me feel so proud.       Their concert’s free to hear.
The Lord’s blessed me                    Each song is so pretty,
so I’m set free.                                 not heard in the city.
I will praise Him out loud.             It’s pleasing to each ear.

The rivers flow                                 Some big bullfrogs
quite fast, not slow.                        on hollow logs
That water is quite cold.                have such a happy song.
It’s made for creatures                   They all sing bass,
who have warm features.              that is their place,
On that fact, I am sold.                   while peepers join along.

We have no smoke                          Now, I will praise
which makes us choke.                   God all the days
The air is really clear                       of my life and beyond.
so folks live longer,                          He’s used His powers
their bodies, stronger.                     to make the flowers
That’s how it is up here.                 and all fish in the pond.

All this clean air                                If life’sb a mess
is not down there                             ask Him to bless
in cities with it’s smog                     you, that’s what He will do.
which makes it fun                           Give Him each care
just to go run                                     and leave it there
for I do love to jog.                           so that He can bless you.
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