O Lord,
I look to the mountains
and know where my help comes from
Your majesty astounds me
compels me
and draws me near
For the hills sing of your steadfastness
and the rocks your faithfulness
and the water your joy
what hope have I greater than the hope I find in you?
What strength have I bolder than the strength I have in your arms?
What love have I deeper than what you have given me?
O Lord, what have I but you?
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