My thankful soul gazes in wonderment
at the beauty of this firmament,
laid out before our startled eyes
a wonderous magic, without disguise
The beauty of the frozen lake,
rimmed frosted trees, my breath to take.
A mountain peak behind it all,
a silent snow begins to fall.
A whispered word now floats away,
in puffs of smoke, here as I pray.
For all the glory of this land,
for all the wonders of God’s hand.
a gift for all to cherish and love
a gift from God's loving glove
to honor and respect
'till death us do part