Mighty Big Ways

Have you ever climbed on a big, high mountain? To look down the other side? And the world unfolds for your eyes to see And your heart is filled with a wonderful kind of pride It's a land of plenty, a land of beauty A land that we all can share I sing His praise, He's got mighty big ways Mighty big ways Have you ever seen a bird, flying high in the sky? And you think you'd like to be there, too And a kingdom alone, with clouds for a throne Don't you know, He's wishing that He was like me and you? It's a land of plenty, a land of beauty A land that we all can share I sing His praise, He's got mighty big ways We've got flowers that bloom, bringing fragrant perfume That is carried by the winds that cry And the tall pines reaching their arms to the sun And the little, tiny trees that try We've got morning sun, and rivers that run To the Sea, so far away All of these things, that the good Earth brings And lays at our feet, each day I sing His praise, it's a land of plenty A land of beauty; a land that we all can share I sing His praise, He's got mighty big ways Mighty big ways I sing His praise He's got mighty big ways (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh) (Mighty big ways) (Mighty big ways) (Mighty big ways)