Lord, let me walk in the beauty of this world that you’ve made,
The strong, healthy trees providing a haven, a glade.
A home for the birds, year-round – they need,
The bunch of green grass for every creature to feed.
Streams of water flowing, their origins the springs,
Rivers wide and winding, to them life it brings.
Emerging is the dawn, so gentle you can’t balk,
And the evening sunset calls for a beautiful walk.
