The Place Where I Worship

Oh, the place where I worship is the wide open spaces Filled by the hand of the Lord Where the trees of the forrest are like pipes of an organ And the breeze plays an amen choir. All the stars are the candles and they light up the mountains Mountains are altars of God Oh, the place where I worship is the wide open spaces Where the sun warms the peaceful sod. There's a carpet of green and a sky blue roof above I'm welcome there along or with the one I love In your heart take a good look, if you follow the good book You're sure to find your reward Oh the place where I worship is the wide open spaces Built by the hand of the Lord There's a carpet of green and a sky blue roof above I'm welcome there along or with the one I love In your heart take a good look if you follow the good book You're sure to find your reward Oh the place where I worship is the wide open spaces Built by the hand of the Lord