It seems to me this world is strange
From ocean’s edge to mountain range
With valleys lower than the sea
And plains as far as eyes can see.
A land of forests, hills with ruins
Lakes, rivers, streams and desert dunes
A coastline full of coves and bays
With swamps and marshes in a maze,
Mass spectacles of God’s delights
This place of dreams and hope incites
Such passion in her people here
They shall not dare to live in fear !