Upon The Mountains

How beautiful upon the mountains

are the feet of the messenger who announces peace,

who brings good news,

who announces salvation,

who says to Zion, "Your God reigns."

Listen! Your sentinels lift up their voices,

together they sing for joy;

for in plain sight they see

the return of the LORD to Zion.

Break forth together into singing,

you ruins of Jerusalem;

for the LORD has comforted his people,

he has redeemed Jerusalem.

The LORD has bared his holy arm

before the eyes of all the nations;

and all the ends of the earth shall see

the salvation of our God. Isaiah 52:7-10

Upon the Mountains

From this height the fragile world

is soft, rounder and ever so quiet

crystal water and thin sweet air

we see for a moment with God's eyes.

The songs we sing as morning breaks

float through the air and catch in trees

water rushes from white melting snow

we are renewed so close to the sky.

Gathering the strength and courage

to descend to the depths of brokenness

we carry the new songs of love's promise

to fragile people starving for good news.

We wish to linger in the thin sweet air

and keep our hearts unsoiled and strong

but we are here to gather love's blossoms

and to spread the petals across our world.