As the evening set with clouds of fire,

Toward the mountain--a deep, blue-grey.

Then a flash of the Lord's Fire

Made the sky as bright as day.

The mountain roared with mighty thunder,

Leaving me there to stand and wonder

Just what had happened over yonder;

And just how great be the Lord's Power.

As the wind gushed and the rain poured,

It made me think about my Lord.

For this night, He has shown His Power

As He made the sky to shower.

As the sky rumbled, and the mountain shook,

It made me think of His Good Book.

How He spoke through the still, small voice;

Left me there to make the choice,

To still my soul and to find peace.

To make Him known; and make me least.

The Lord has used this storm to teach

That His arms were never hard to reach.