And I will make all my mountains a road, and my highways shall be raised up. – Norris, Montana.
In his days may the righteous flourish, and peace abound, till the moon be no more! – Tobacco Root Mountains, Montana.
Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars and spreads his wings toward the south? Gallatin Gateway, Montana
How long will all of you attack a man to batter him, like a leaning wall, a tottering fence? – Norris, Montana
For your steadfast love is great to the heavens, your faithfulness to the clouds. – Tobacco Roots, Montana
He makes peace in your borders; he fills you with the finest of the wheat. – Logan, Montana
The pastures of the wilderness overflow, the hills gird themselves with joy – Gallatin Valley, Montana