During a much-anticipated trip to the Columbia Icefields Parkway in the Canadian Rockies last year, I was in awe of the spectacular canyons, rushing waterfalls, flying spray, and beautiful glaciers and mountains. These lines from a well-loved hymn came to thought: As sings the mountain stream, Past rock and verdure wild, So let me sing my way to Thee, Thy pure and happy child.
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