Rolling hills. a babbling brook
Smokey mountain blues
Storm clouds
Sending showers down
Upon the thirsty ground
Words faithful and true
Ring through the air
As He speaks from His throne
Thunder lightning
The ground shakes
All the earth fills with wonder
As the Lord walks through the streets
Of the world He created
He gathers the lame and the sick
And heals them
He breathes new life into man
His death sets men free.
Living Fountain 