Majestic Mountains
Copyright 2007 Floyd Richmond All Rights Reserved

LYRICS:

VERSE 1
Majestic mountains, quiet sunrise 
Gentle breezes, rain and snow. 
All creation sings Your praises.
All to You we owe 
Babies crying, children playing 
Fam'lies praying, showing love. 
Jesus coming, living, dying 
Raised again to save. 

CHORUS
All these things remind me of You, 
In all these things, I see Your plan. 
And in all these things You proclaim 
Your mighty works, Your mighty hand. 
All these things remind me of You, 
In all these things, I see Your plan. 
And all these things old and new, 
Were made by Your command. 

VERSE 2
In the summer, in the springtime, 
Winter and the fall. 
Your hand is always seen in beauty 
King and Lord of all. 
At creation, though the ages, 
To the end of time, 
Your love is always given freely, 
King and Lord of all. 

CHORUS
All these things remind me of You, 
In all these things, I see Your plan. 
And in all these things You proclaim 
Your mighty works, Your mighty hand. 
All these things remind me of You, 
In all these things, I see Your plan. 
And all these things old and new, 
Were made by Your command. 

Copyright 2007, Floyd Richmond, All Rights Reserved

Floyd Richmond

Floyd Richmond

Majestic Mountains (All These Things)

JAN 17, 20123 MIN
Floyd Richmond

Majestic Mountains (All These Things)

JAN 17, 20123 MIN

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Majestic Mountains Copyright 2007 Floyd Richmond All Rights Reserved LYRICS: VERSE 1 Majestic mountains, quiet sunrise Gentle breezes, rain and snow. All creation sings Your praises. All to You we owe Babies crying, children playing Fam'lies praying, showing love. Jesus coming, living, dying Raised again to save. CHORUS All these things remind me of You, In all these things, I see Your plan. And in all these things You proclaim Your mighty works, Your mighty hand. All these things remind me of You, In all these things, I see Your plan. And all these things old and new, Were made by Your command. VERSE 2 In the summer, in the springtime, Winter and the fall. Your hand is always seen in beauty King and Lord of all. At creation, though the ages, To the end of time, Your love is always given freely, King and Lord of all. CHORUS All these things remind me of You, In all these things, I see Your plan. And in all these things You proclaim Your mighty works, Your mighty hand. All these things remind me of You, In all these things, I see Your plan. And all these things old and new, Were made by Your command. Copyright 2007, Floyd Richmond, All Rights Reserved