Standing still upon a hill
I tried to find God's true will
I opened up, spilled out my heart.
I learned to sing "How Great Thou Art."
The stars shined grand
Work of God's hand
The sky, the sea, and even land.
As I turned 'round
New cause I found
God reached down and touched my life
I even felt Him lift my strife
He gave me strength to stand alone
I reached down, picked up a stone
I gave in and now I've grown
I sat down beneath a tree
As I thought, God spoke to me
He gave to me a new insight
He showed me more of my life's plight
He told me not to ever hate
He gave a key to a nw gate
To do His will, I cannot wait.
(1980)
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