His
sweet
joyful
tears oil
of hope that
trickling down
both sides of the
mountain the mountain
built from all our sorrow
way high up on the top where
we stand in HIM victorious over
pain the conqueror of our many woes
up where no harm can ever again reach
awesome magnificence is viewed from atop
surreal majestic beauty as smoke clouds do
their dance twirling in harmony as a heavenly
quartet yet each an artistic craftsman mastering
his own trade coming together in unison to complete
perfection one perfect work of glory ascending upward
A SWEET-SMELLING SACRIFICE TO THE MAKER OF THE MOUNTAIN