I have search online for the music on this extraordinary hymn.

I am fairly certain it was published in one of M. Lynnewood Smith's hymnals many years ago.

I read of the winds and waves, obeying thy will. And I see the work of your hands, the valleys and hills. And to in thy word I read, the sparrows that fly. are counted by one who cares, up in the sky.
God of the winds that blow, God of the rising sun. God of the stars that shine, when evening has come. God of the weakest child, kneeling to pray, God of the Human heart, show me they way.