If You made me like the grass that is green Growing tall and covering the hills above me Maybe I would pray for sunshine and a little rain To fall now and then to make me lovely I could be a place where sheep could graze Or barefoot feet could play And I would grow and grow and hope You'd bend down low To hear me sing my offering
Open up the heavens, open up the skies All of Your creation wants to testify I have a song so let the earth sing along 'Cause I just want to praise You
If You made me to be a cloud in the sky Found the perfect place way up high where I could hover Maybe I would pray for skies that were blue Or a sunset or two to show Your colors Or maybe I might be A mountian strong and steep But I would try and stand as tall as I can And I would sing my offering
And the sun every morning can not wait to shine And the stars ever evening are all standing by to light the sky Give the rocks and the stones voices of their own If we forget to sing praises to our King