Wayne Orr

Verse 1
I walked the canyon’s open door,
Where cliffs kiss heavens evermore.
Each trail a hymn, the river’s line—
Your whispers dance in sandstone shrines.

Chorus
Oh, Zion’s heights proclaim Your name!
Cathedrals of stone, Your glory aflame.
From crimson dawn to star-strewn night,
Creation roars: “The Lord is light!”

Verse 2
Sunrise bleeds on emerald spines,
Your brushstrokes paint the endless skies.
An eagle’s cry, the canyon’s crest—
Your fingerprints in every step.

Pre-Chorus
Through narrow paths and ancient scars,
I trace the wounds of holy stars—
Yet in this wild, I’m not alone:
The God of tides calls dust His own.

Chorus
Oh, Zion’s heights proclaim Your name!
Cathedrals of stone, Your glory aflame.
From crimson dawn to star-strewn night,
Creation roars: “The Lord is light!”

Bridge
When silence floods the valley’s heart,
I hear Your voice, the wind’s soft art:
“As rivers carve their sacred vow, I shape the soul—then, now, somehow.”

Outro
I’ll bear this awe when trails grow dim,
For Zion’s song still flows through Him.
Your mountains rise, my knees descend—
To You, my King, all praise ascends.

(Final Chorus, fading)
Oh, Zion’s heights… Your glory aflame…
The Lord is light—
Forever the same.