I STOOD ON THE HIGHEST MOUNTAIN,
AND LOOKED OUT OVER THE VAST.
THE MOUNTIN TOP OF BEAUTY AND AWE,
THE CREATOR OF ALL WAS THERE.

I STOOD THERE IN ALL OF HIS GLORY,
MY KNEES BOWED AND MY SOUL SOARD.
While BOWING BEFORE THE THRONE,
IN HONOR I BUILT AN ALTER IN MY SOUL.

THE CLOUDS THAT LED MOSES,
THE LADDER OF JACOB, I BEHOLD.
THE HEAVENLY SWEET MUSIC OF DAVID,
AND SOLOMON’S WISDOM OF OLD.

ALL THINGS PASSED BEFORE ME,
AS I LOOKED OUTOVER THE LAND.
THE DAWNING OF HIS SPIRIT RISES,
WITH GLORY OVER THE PLAIN.
 
ANOINTING OF THE SPIRIT SWEPT ORE ME,
LIKE A MIGHTY RUSHING WIND,
TEN THOUSAND WINGS OF ANGELS,
LIKE RUSHING WATERS HIS VOICE I HEAR.

I AM THE ONE WHO WAS AND IS TO COME,
MY GLORY IS HEAR FOR ALL TO RECEAVE,
 CLOUD OF PROTECTION WILL GO BEFORE YOU,
IF YOU HONOR AND KNOW THAT I AM KING.
 

Betty