Feel free to use it - I licensed it via Creative Commons. The last stanza is a little tricky, as you have to prolong the syllables a bit to fit with the music. The congregation sang it without any major snafus on Sunday.
God of the Mountains, Sculptor of Creation
God of the mountains, sculptor of Creation
Your love is higher than the hills and peaks,
Your love is richer than earth's vegetation
And in the deepest vales your Spirit speaks.
Nothing can separate us from such great love
not height nor depth, not even our own sin
Through Jesus Christ, who lives and reigns above
We are forgiven, freed, and made God's kin.
So sons and daughters, gather now and praise God,
Whose holy mountain is a place of peace.
Exchange your fear, for though the world is roughshod
Christ hears creation's groan to be released.
Glory be to God and Christ and Spirit,
Community of love divine.
Receive our thanks for all that we inherit,
And strengthen us with Word and bread and wine.
God of the Mountains, Sculptor of Creation by Katherine Willis Pershey is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.