HE MADE THEM ALL

GREEN WOODED HILLS AND VALLEYS,

RIVERS WINDING SLOW

REVEAL THE POWER OF GOD'S OWN HAND,

HE MADE THEM ALL, YOU KNOW.

FLOWERS THAT BLOOM IN THE MEADOW,

SNOW COVERED MOUNTAINS ABOVE,

BROOKS THAT FLOW IN THE COUNTRYSIDE

ALL ECHO HIS WONDROUS LOVE.

GLANCE AWAY IN THE DISTANCE,

ACROSS THE FORESTS GREEN,

BEHOLD A HEAVENLY VISION

OF AWE INSPIRING SCENE.

DOUBT NOT THE GREAT CREATOR

AS SEASONS COME AND GO,

BASK IN THE REVELATION-----

HE MADE THEM ALL, YOU KNOW.

(The Old Hillbilly)