O Ye Mountains High

"And if my people will hearken unto my voice, and unto the voice of my servants whom I have appointed to lead my people, behold, verily I say unto you, they shall not be moved out of their place."(D&C 124)

“Let the mountains shout for joy, and all ye valleys cry aloud.”(D&C 128)

President Wilford Woodruff: “Before we came to the Rocky Mountains, I had a dream. I dreamed of being in these mountains, and of seeing a large fine looking temple erected in one of these valleys which was built of cut granite stone. ..."


President Gordon B. Hinckly: "The Church has become one large family scattered across the earth. There are now more than 13 million of us in 176 nations and territories. A marvelous and wonderful thing is coming to pass. The Lord is fulfilling His promise that His gospel shall be as the stone cut out of the mountain without hands which would roll forth and fill the whole earth, as Daniel saw in vision." (Daniel 2:31-45, D&C65:2).

O Ye Mountains High

Hymns of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, # 34
Majestically

1. O ye mountains high, where the clear blue sky Arches over the vales of the free, Where the pure breezes blow and the clear streamlets flow,How I’ve longed to your bosom to flee! O Zion! dear Zion! land of the free, Now my own mountain home, unto thee I have come; All my fond hopes are centered in thee.
2. Tho the great and the wise all thy beauties despise, To the humble and pure thou art dear; Tho the haughty may smile and the wicked revile, Yet we love thy glad tidings to hear. O Zion! dear Zion! home of the free, Tho thou wert forced to fly to thy chambers on high, Yet we’ll share joy and sorrow with thee.
3. In thy mountain retreat, God will strengthen thy feet; Without fear of thy foes thou shalt tread; And their silver and gold, as the prophets have told, Shall be brought to adorn thy fair head. O Zion! dear Zion! home of the free, Soon thy towers shall shine with a splendor divine, And eternal thy glory shall be.
4. Here our voices we’ll raise, and we’ll sing to thy praise, Sacred home of the prophets of God.Thy deliv’rance is nigh; thy oppressors shall die; And thy land shall be freedom’s abode. O Zion! dear Zion! land of the free,In thy temples we’ll bend; all thy rights we’ll defend; And our home shall be ever with thee.
(Text: Charles W. Penrose, 1832–1925
Music: H. S. Thompson, ca. 1852)

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