26 May 2012
How beautiful are the mountains, Their peaks all white with snow, You can see them in their majesty, From the valleys there below.
The freshness in the air you breathe, The cool clear mountain streams, A peacefulness that’s up here, Often found only in your dreams.
The Lord shows you his beauty, As the sun comes up each day, A special kind of beauty, I pray will never go away.
Mountain Majesty • Opuss № I