Let's go down to the river in the morning
Let's rise up before the sun
Listen to the whispering waters,
Sing an anthem to the Lord above
Let's go walk to the top of the mountain
Watch the sun creep up so slow
Golden light flooding the canyon
Magnifying God's own glow
How pure their praise appears
So lovely in your ears
Oh that I could too be an instrument for you, playing
Let's go find a weeping willow
See it cry it's tears for Christ
Lay our heads on the grassy pillow
All creation sings his might
How pure their praise appears
So lovely in your ears
Oh that I could too be an instrument for you, playing
How pure their praise appears
So lovely in your ears
All that I could do,
How pure their praise appears
So lovely in your ears
Oh that I could too be an instrument for you
Sing a song that's new, let my words be few, playing.