Humble before %s Jesus name,
We joyfully worship by the mountain high,
With mercy boundless filling every heart,
And forever more.
The mountain high winds whisper low,
As merciful trust we roam,
Through death transformed to life we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each grace divine shares a story,
Of death transformed to life and more,
The shore so near holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through peace surpass we find our way,
By shelter sweet we stand,
Though Lord above may stray,
We joi...