My Cathedral

My Cathedral - Jim Reeves (吉姆·裏夫斯)

My cathedral has a ceiling of blue

My cathedral neath the sky

Where I may lift up my eyes unto the hills

And hear music from a stream rippling by

My cathedral has an alter of flowers

Their fragrant incense fills the air

In my cathedral I am closer to him

Than I could be anywhere

For here I pray in a place so grand

The carpet I kneel on was made by his own hand

My cathedral has candles lighted by the stars

And mighty pillars of trees

No other cathedral is so beautiful

For god made my cathedral for me