I Lift My Eyes To The Quiet Hills
In The Press Of A Busy Day;
As Green Hills Stand
In A Dusty Land
So God Is My Strength And Stay.

I Lift My Eyes
To The Quiet Hills
To A Calm That Is Mine To Share;
Secure And Still
In The Father’s Will
And Kept By The Father’s Care.

I Lift My Eyes
To The Quiet Hills
With A Prayer As I Turn To Sleep;
By Day, By Night,
Through The Dark And Light
My Shepherd Will Guard His Sheep.

I Lift My Eyes
To The Quiet Hills
And My Heart To The Father’s Throne;
In All My Ways
To The End Of Days
The Lord Will Preserve His Own.