let me tell you what He did for me, the weight of my worries tearing my sleeve. i cried to my Father, the end of all hope. "show me the rope, which way to go." as i fell asleep, He took away my worries. He picked me up and put me on His shoulders.
i could see for miles. He showed me that the mountain i'm climbing is not a mountain at all, but a gentel slope leading home.
there are mountains towering ahead. He says to me, "these are Mine. hold My hand, you'll be fine."
i could see for miles. He showed me that the mountain i'm climbing is not a mountain at all, but a gentel slope leading home.
aaaaaaawwwww...aaaaahhhh...
"the mountains are Mine."
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