Summer on the Mountain

The mountain declares the majesty of its Maker.

Its rocky parapets proclaim the praises of the Prince of Peace.

The snows of its slopes melt in the heat of the sun whose brilliant beams He sends to warm and to guide.

Cool, clear steams flow to sustain the living creatures formed by His Word and His hand.

Rushing waters pour forth His adoration continually before His throne.

Noble stands of Douglas firs stand proud and tall, lifting their evergreen bows to declare the wonders of the One who created the splendor of all the Earth.

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