You Speak And Mighty Mountains Stand
You speak, and mighty mountains stand,
God of eternal power!
The sea grows calm at your command,
and tempests cease to roar.
The morning light and evening shade
successive comforts bring;
your plenteous fruits make harvest glad,
and flowers adorn the spring.
Seasons and times, and moons and hours,
heaven, earth, and air are free;
the clouds distill in fruitful showers,
and all your world will see
that thirsty lands can drink their fill,
and fields of corn appear;
your ways abound with blessings still;
your goodness crowns the year.