I lift up my eyes
to the quiet hills
in the press of a busy day;
as green hills stand
as God is my strength and stay.
I lift up my eyes
to the quiet hills
to a calm that is mine to share;
secure and still in the Father's will
and kept by the Father's care.
I lift up my eyes
to the quiet hills
with a prayer as I turn to sleep;
by day, by night,
through the dark and light
my Shepherd will guard His sheep.
I lift up my eyes
to the quiet hills
and my heart to the Father's throne;
in all my ways
to the end of days
the Lord will preserve His own.
Timothy Dudley-Smith
to the quiet hills
in the press of a busy day;
as green hills stand
as God is my strength and stay.
I lift up my eyes
to the quiet hills
to a calm that is mine to share;
secure and still in the Father's will
and kept by the Father's care.
I lift up my eyes
to the quiet hills
with a prayer as I turn to sleep;
by day, by night,
through the dark and light
my Shepherd will guard His sheep.
I lift up my eyes
to the quiet hills
and my heart to the Father's throne;
in all my ways
to the end of days
the Lord will preserve His own.
Timothy Dudley-Smith