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)