High on a Hill

High on a hill above the sea
There is a grave standing underneath a tree
And on the stone these words are found
A prayer to all who'se earthly bound

Don't kneel at my graveside and cry
I am on there, I did not die

for I am the cloud that drifts on by
Don't kneel at my graveside and cry

I am the fields of golden grain
I an a cool wind before the summer rain
And in the stillness of the night
I and a candle burning bright


I am the diamonds in the snow
I am a thousand stars around the meadows that glow
and in the silence when you wake
I am the dawning of the day


Northern Harmony