I climbed the mountainside

Clambered over rock and stone

Felt the peace of solitude

On its peak silently alone

Stars they dance at God’s command

Light up their eyes to brighten night

The moon it joins them hand in hand

With reflective face to a greater light

When wondering eyes viewed foreign shore

Of promised land never seen before

And treasured friend with smiling face

Welcomed another one with warm embrace

I’m a narrowed minded Christian

Because I walk a narrow way

Jesus told me to walk in it

And never from it to stray

They held each others weathered hands

On their fingers faded golden bands

Time had marched on, now late in life

Sixty years had passed as man and wife

There is another flower that will blossom
In God’s beautiful garden above
Another jewel to adorn His golden crown
For a soul has been overcome by His love

Laughing wind it plays in delightful glee
With drifting leafs from off the tree
They dance with her in circles round
Then rest themselves upon the ground

It sparkles at the breaking day
The sun kissed dew of early morn
Like countless jewels on display
The grassy fields with beads adorn

They whipped His back until it ran red
A crown of thorns crushed on His head
They spat at Him and struck His face
And on wooden cross they did Him place

With joyful heart our voices raise

To God our Savior we bring you praise

In happy melody we will sing

Words of worship to our King

Verily I say on to you

All those with ears to hear

Love I am pure and true

Embrace me as I draw near

Nothing have you done

ThatI can not forgive

I am God's only Son

Needing me for you to live

Eternally in my love

Before angels beheld His holy face
And stars stood not in their place
When no creature breathed living air
In eternal dwelling my God was there

By the touch of His hand the great architect
Drew the plans of creation and brought it into effect
And all in the sea; in the air and on the land
Were built to perfection by the great builders hand

Weeping leaves like golden tears
Kissing gently frosted ground
Beneath gnarled tree; soft under feet
A golden carpet spreads around

Speak to me softly; tell me again
The name above others given to men
Whisper it slowly once more in my ear
The name of Jesus I am longing to hear

Cooling breath of a whispered wind
That kisses the beaded brow
Of sweated effort in strenuous task
That a man who labours now