When we rise and walk together,
watch the blooming fire of sun
climb up behind the mountains
and paint the every-changing sky … we witness.
When we climb into the canyon,
following the river bend,
see each flower wild rejoicing,
the birds sing their triumphant sigh … we witness.

We witness all the wondrous works your hand has set in motion.
We witness to the life you’ve formed in forest, desert, ocean.
We praise the guiding heart and mind behind these glorious arts;
As we witness, hope and peace take root and bloom within our hearts … we witness.

When we look to see our neighbor
faltering and lend a hand,
to steady them with power
we didn’t feel we ever had … we witness.
When we seek that gift within us,
flowing free, renewing life,
that graceful well dug for us,
where a single sip can make us glad … we witness.

We witness all the wondrous works your hand has set in motion.
We witness to the life you’ve formed in forest, desert, ocean.
We praise the guiding heart and mind behind these glorious arts;
As we witness, hope and peace take root and bloom within our hearts … we witness.

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Copyright 2025 M. Ryan Taylor

Note: I had the first verse and the chorus mostly nailed down a while back, but I had no idea what to do with a second verse until the thought came to me that witnessing to the goodness of God is not limited to a list of external wonders … there are wonders taking place within when we accept the ‘water’ Jesus offers, which he promises will become a “fountain of water springing up into everlasting life” … something we can only witness within ourselves.

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