If You made me like the grass that is green<br />
Growing tall and covering the hills above me<br />
Maybe I would pray for sunshine and a little rain<br />
To fall now and then to make me lovely<br />
I could be a place where sheep could graze<br />
Or barefoot feet could play<br />
And I would grow and grow and hope You'd bend down low<br />
To hear me sing my offering<br />
Open up the heavens, open up the skies<br />
All of Your creation wants to testify<br />
I have a song so let the earth sing along<br />
'Cause I just want to praise You<br />
If You made me to be a cloud in the sky<br />
Found the perfect place way up high where I could hover<br />
Maybe I would pray for skies that were blue<br />
Or a sunset or two to show Your colors<br />
Or maybe I might be<br />
A mountian strong and steep<br />
But I would try and stand as tall as I can<br />
And I would sing my offering<br />
And the sun every morning can not wait to shine<br />
And the stars ever evening are all standing by to light the sky<br />
Give the rocks and the stones voices of their own<br />
If we forget to sing praises to our King