UNTO THE HILLS

In times of deep despair I lift my eyes Unto the hills where comes my help and aid Unto the God who cares for His own Unto the God whose glories never fade [CHORUS] I look away and cast my longing eyes Unto the hills of His unchanging love Where I am drawn to joy that ever thrills And to my peaceful rest in heav’n above O precious thought – my Helper never fails But watches, keeps me safe both night and day Refreshing me with promises divine And words of peace that never pass away And some sweet day upon His holy hill I’ll lift my eyes to view His precious face With adoration, bow before His throne And thank and praise Him for His endless grace AMEN!