Standing on the mountain
With the sun moving slow
And the birds upon the treetops
Each singing a song of hope
May every song they sing
Fill your heart and soul with love
For all of our tomorrows
And hope to take us home.
For with each sight and sound
That you hear along the way
Is there to give you pleasure
As you face another day
With the setting of the sun
And the sounds becoming dim
With night taking hold of all
So let us take hold of Him.
And so the day is ended
Night is coming on
We cannot see tomorrow
We cannot see at all
Trusting in His goodness
For He alone can save
For He is our tomorrow
He alone can save us all.
