Among the Foothills

Among the foothills
Through the silence found,
I look out upon Your Creation,
What beauty to be found.

Among the foothills
Through the scene unfolded,
I see all You have made,
What handiwork unfolded.

Among the foothills
Through the trees of doubt,
I look upon Your forest of Love,
What Love even through doubt.

Among the foothills
Through the turmoil below,
I see all the joy You have given,
What joy in Faith, Hope, and Love bestowed!

Among the foothills
Through the eyes of Faith known,
I look upon Your field of Hope,
What seeds of Hope have You sewn!

Among the foothills
Through the seeds planted,
I see Your will for me unfold,
What plan so blessed have You planted!

Among the foothills
Through every scene ever told,
I look upon Your hand in it all,
What movements of grace, what hand to hold!

Among the foothills
Through this forest clearing,
I see You through it all,
What beauty in every holy being.

Among the foothills
Through this moment of time,
I look upon the sweeping vista,
What life so richly sublime.

Among the foothills
I see You in my Call,
I see You working—
Pushing my heart closer to Thine.