Build Me Into
A Mountain Lord

Build me into a mountain Lord that others will see by sight.
The deposits formed within me God are by your might.
As your rain falls upon me Father and washes the soil within,
It will fall through the crevices of rock as washing away of sin.
Years of toil and pain will daily, upon this mountain lay,
As the layers of sediment forming Lord, a beautiful rock to stay.
Standing tall and firm through weather Lord, that beat upon my soil,
Will only cause a sure bold stance by so many trials and toil.
Coming into the heavenly’s hovering spiritually with you one on one.
Stirs up the love and gifts of you that are shared too by your son.
Feeling this fire within me Father that day-by-day does stir.
Your presence grows thicker as the aroma of fine myrrh.
Your fire not quenched my God by none or any others.
Will only pull Zion together as we are all brothers.
Deep within this mountain Lord in the heat of your love.
Is an ever abounding flow of lava flowing from above.
This lava Lord is none other than Jesus Christ your son.
As this land we have inherited, with his blood it has been won.
May we stand tall and firm in that the heat will stir in all.
As you my Father have all in hand and we are at your call.
The mountains are growing daily Lord and spewing from the top.
As harvest time is very near, in time, it is the crop.
Lava flows perfectly and forms all to what you desire.
The foundation of this earth will be cleansed by your fire.
Build me into a mountain Lord that I may spew the word.
As within me is your fire Oh God! All across the land will be heard.
Amen.
Ps 98:7-8
7. Let the sea roar, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein.
8. Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be joyful together

Written by :Wanda Harden
January 6, 2005