All Creation Sings to Me

 When through the woods and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze,
Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee:
How great thou art! How great thou art!

(Words from hymn, How Great Thou Art;

pictures from our walk on the trail along Cataract Falls 

on the Tennessee side of the Great Smoky Mountains.)