When I Look to the Mountains

When I look to the mountains
I can see You there
In the wild churning ocean
I can feel You there
In the warm summer breeze
Your voice is in the air
Oh, my Lord

You reflect Your perfection
In the smallest leaf
In Your vastness You render time
A captured thief
I stand naked before You
In amazed belief
Oh, my Lord

Oh, my Lord, my Creator
You have captured my heart
With a love I can never repay
And I fall to my knees
To try to tell You
What words could never say

Oh-oh, oh, oh, my Lord
Ooh-ooh-oh, oh, my Lord
Ooh...
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la la

Though You hold all creation
In Your holy hands
Though the world is as weightless
As a grain of sand
Still You told me my name
And gave me strength to stand
Oh, my Lord

Oh, my Lord, my Creator
You have captured my heart
With a love I can never repay
And I fall to my knees
To try to tell You
What words could never say

Oh-oh...
Oh, my Lord

When I look to the mountains
I can see You there
In the wild churning ocean
I can feel You there
In the warm summer breeze
Your voice is in the air
Oh, my Lord