MY HOME

I live high in the mountains
where the clouds come down at night
to fill the hidden valleys
till the break of morning light
where the autumn frost lies heavy
over the fields of grassy sod
and all Nature in her glory
clings forever close to God.

The sun creeps over the peaks
his paint-brush dabs in array
the storms lift to the heavens
omnipotence has full sway!

Why worry about life's troubles
or wrestle with daily toil
when I can be strengthened
where peace reigns in my world!