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