Thus saith the Lord, The spa-cious fields,
And flocks and herds, are Mine;
O'er all the cat-tle of the hills
I claim a right di-vine.
I ask no sheep for sac-ri-fice
Nor bull-ocks burnt with fire;
To hope and love, to pray and praise,
Is all that I re-quire.
Call up-on me when trou-ble's near,
My hand shall set thee free;
Then shall thy thank-ful lips de-clare
The hon-our due to Me.
The man that of-fers hum-ble praise,
He glo-ri-fies me best;
And those that tread My ho-ly ways
Shall My sal-va-tion taste.
*Music: Composed 2001 by Mitch Cervinka. Donated to the Public Domain for the unrestricted use of Christ's church.