On mountains high
Or valleys low
I see Your works
And how they grow
Your wisdom is wise
You think things through
You are so good
And I trust You

But in hard times
When life gets tough
To whom can I call
I can count on You
'Cause

Lord, You are my hiding place
I know You will keep me safe
When tough times call, make my heart race
I'll call out and seek Your face
'Cause You are my hiding place

To years ahead
The roar, the sound
I'll see Your throne
And I'll bow down
To throw those crowns
Lay at Your feet
How we all yearn
To be near Thee
With robes of white
From tribes we see
And wave those palms
Sing praise to Thee
The crowd falls down
Before Your throne
To God who reigns
From those, His own