I have danced on mountains.

I have worshiped in the valley
Where angels fear to tread
I have danced upon the mountains
And there was Spirit led

My heart has been enraptured
Until it filled to overflow
My soul was loosed in heaven
And I know the way I go

Tis Calvary then and Calvary now
In all it's resurrection power
He's the King of Kings and Lord of Lords
He is our strong tower

Would you open up your heart today
And let the rains flood in
It washes you as white as snow
And cleanses you from sin

The Blood of Christ's still raining down
From high upon the cross
For you and me He died that day
And He suffered such great loss

The fountain flows it never ends
The source is heavenly grace
It is glorious and inexhaustible 
It stands in time and space

And while all things shall pass away
His glory shall remain forever
And we can come eternally
To that almighty river

Oh Lord my God my one and all
Before your throne I surely fall
Your love for us is instrumental
And your glory fills your holy temple.

God Bless You

Poet: Julia A. Baker

I cannot find a truer word
Nor fonder to caress you;
Nor song of poem I have heard
Is sweeter than “God bless you!”

God bless you! so I breathe a charm
Lest Grief’s dark night oppress you.
Then how can Sorrow bring you harm
If ’tis God’s way to bless you.

And so, not “All thy days be fair,
And shadows touch thee never,”
But this alone — God bless you, dear!
So thou art safe forever.

Let Me See

Poet Unknown

God grant to me that I may see
The beauty of a crooked tree,
The blossom of a humble weed,
The glory of a homely seed,
The pathos of a homeless pup,
The way to lift a brother up.
O, grant me the highest art —
The patience of an understanding heart.