How glorious is our God...
One that can sculpt a mountain
with the twitch of a finger.
One that can form a work so impossible, all stare upon it in awe.
How glorious is our God...
Standing below the wondrous creation,
the piercing silence splits all ears.
Rock and soil sing in perfect harmony...
the heart of any mortal stops beating.
How glorious is our God...
One glance at the miraculous mountain, all fall to their knees acknowledging The Creator.
Gazing at even an image, one's nose and lungs fill with the purest air.
How glorious is our God...
A hat white as snow
covers the perfectly crafted peak.
Phenomenal, incredible, wonderful...
words hardly describe the majestic nature.
How glorious is our God!