I know a green cathedral
A shadowed forest shrine
Where leaves in love
Join hands above
And arch your prayer and mine

Within this green cathedral
The priestly cedar sighs
And the fir and pine
Lift arms divine
Unto the clear blue skies.

In my dear green cathedral
There is a flowered seat.
And choir loft
In branched croft
With songs of birds hymns sweet.

And I like to dream at evening
When the stars its arches light
The my Lord and God tread its hallowed sod
In the cool calm peace of night.

That my Lord and God tread its hallowed sod
In the cool calm peace of night.