To the pinnacle of the mountains with me;
From the darkness of the valley,
For the Glory of God to see.
The brilliance of light divided,
God’s excellent will, provided.
Darkness well kept within its place.
Remote from the Holy One’s blazing face.
There I perceive and begin my descent;
To speak to the people, to whom I am sent.
I saw the blazing fire there,
The one reserved for callused care.
Shall I refuse to speak the warning?
Demise will come on that Great Morning!
But also from the peak I saw,
The Glorious love of the Living God!
Now I descend in awe.
By His Grace