The Gray Hills Taught Me Patience

1. The gray hills taught me patience, The waters taught me prayer; The
2. The calm skies made me quiet, The high stars made me still; The
flight of birds unfolded The marvel of thy care.
bolts of thunder taught me The lightning of thy will!

3. Thy soul is on the tempest,
Thy courage rides the air!
Through heaven or hell I'll follow;
I must, and so I dare!
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