I have gazed on mountain heights
But I could not stay to obtain the sight
The more I look, the more I find to see
The more I know the depth of my triviality
For the greatest work of the hands of man
Could not so long nor so grandly stand
Yet, the God who founded the highest peak
Came as a Man who lived with the meek
And the Master who called the heights from the tide
Humbled Himself and climbed one and died
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