| In This Place The trees, though tall and majestic, Can not reach the glory that You hold. And the birds, though talented, Can not sing a song worthy of Your praise. And this place, though majestic, Can not match the beauty which you posses. Yet to the eyes of a human, a mortal, a sinner, This is the closest place to heaven I know, And in this place I hear You, I feel You, Feel You take away the worries and fears of this world. And in this place, though my time is short, I learn a lifetime�s worth of lessons. So the trees, though tall and majestic, Can not reach the glory that You hold. And the birds, though talented, Can not sing a song worthy of Your praise. And like this place, I can strive to be perfect, But like this place, I can never be as great as You. |