From the colors of the storm
In the call of the morning crow
Out of the soaring flight of eagles
There is found the glory of God

In the wondering look of the child
From the taste of strong, bitter tea
Flowing forth from the lovers’ kiss
There is found the glory of God

Journeying over new mountains
Arriving again at a welcoming home
Reminders of the divine eternity
There is found the glory of God