Lyrics

I know a place, where thre's a fountain,
Of Living Water, from Jesus's vein
It's on a hillside, near three crosses, And three angels, kneeling down.

I like to go there, when I'm praying,
I know the way there, it's through my heart,
Out on that hillside, my soul is calm,
If I get worried, I'll sing this psalm,

I lift my eyes to the hills, from where does my help come,
It comes from you Lord, it comes from you Lord.

Out in the distance, I can see mountains,
That someday, I'll have to climb,
The road is long, the path is winding,
When I grow weary, I'll sing this psalm.

I lift my eyes to the hills, from where does my help come, It come from you Lord, it comes from you Lord.

Out in the distance, I can see mountains,
That some day, I'll have to climb,
The road is long, the path is winding,
When I grow weary, I'll sing this song,

I lift my eyes to the hills, from where will my help come,
It comes from you Lord, it comes from you Lord.