There's music in the stillness of the hills,
The singing winds flow softly through the trees;
My listening soul responds with silent song,
A changing mood with every passing breeze.
The whole great symphony of life is there,
The gentle lullaby, the song of love,
The fury of life's passions, grief and care,
The hymn of reverence to God above.
The harmony of nature fills the air,
Revealed in bird and tree and bursting pod;
And listening, my singing heart responds
In joyous tune with life and love and God.