Chevailers De Sangreal:

Over the soaring mountain tops

Where the ice and snow meet

To dance in a waving cloud of

Glorious praise

There is a mist

A mist that swirls.

 

Past the seas that is so unforgiving

A sea that many a man tried to tame

But fell to their knees

In agony

In agony

 

Inside of the forest wilderness

Where day turns to dusk

Where bears roam foreging

And birds stoop a lovely song praise

There is something

 

Something that is in each man's heart

A heart that yearns for love

Love that created these

Majestic things we call beauty

God Almighty

 

Where dirt turned into a man

And a woman came from a rib from a man

That caused a way for man to come

In harmony with God

What praise!

 

How great is the God

Who in seven days

Created life as we well know

Oh What Seven days those were

How Lovely

 

Light, Darkness

Sky, Water

Trees, plants

Birds, Fish

Animals, Bugs

Man and Woman.

 

All creatures has a song to sing

To the God who created

Us in seven days

What glorious praise

Be to Him