Music's Words
…When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,…
…When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,…
…When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,…
We see you there and we ask why Shouldn’t we just pass you by? Life lessons tell us this is bad We know; our mind’s eye is sad Experience says this can’t go…