There is earth, and there is sky,
and then there's You -
abundant food and water,
and dreams we never knew.
There are hills and heaven,
created by Your hand;
peaks with year round snow,
high - aloof - and grand.
There is rain that falls,
giving life to everything;
flowering in the month of May,
kissed by summer's wings.
There are stars... all scattered,
like diamonds in the night;
comets racing out in space,
transformed by burning light.
There is the heart, the soul, and You,
and us; a bit lower than an angel's grace;
but in the image of our Maker,
God touched the human's face.