Praise the gentle dove of mercy,
praise the fierce hawk of justice.
Praise green trees, with healing in their leaves.
Praise the fire of the Spirit;
praise the United Methodist cross and flame;
praise United Methodist hearts strangely warmed.
Praise God thundering;
praise the music of carillon and choir;
praise the sound
of sheer silence.
Praise the Jordan, and the Lake of Galilee;
praise the Neches, and Lake Sabine.
Praise the mountain where Jesus shone like the sun.
Praise the Mount of Olives, where Jesus wept over Jerusalem.
Praise Beaumont, beautiful mountain, our own—
elevation 30 feet.
Praise the smells of our sanctuary –
brass polish, furniture polish, flowers.
Praise the Trinitarians before us, still cheering us on.
Though darkness gathers, praise the things we love
and would like to keep.