WITHIN MY HEART

Where a lone bright flower blowsBeside the white Sierra snows,Here I have knelt to pray.By the swift stream come to blessThe edge of some still wilderness,Here I have knelt to pray.Where the desert sand gleams whiteBeneath the lull moon's showering light,Here I have knelt to pray.In brilliant day and shadowed night,On ocean shore, on mountain height,Here I have knelt to pray.

And I have found within my heart,No matter where my path may lie.The majesty of mountains, the tenderness of dawn,The wide, free reaches of the glowing sky;The sanctuary of the wilderness.The wind's strength and the ocean's power,The fresh coolness of the mountain stream,The radiant beauty of a glowing flower.

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