When I couldn’t move the mountain,
I found a way to climb,
And when the waters looked so deep,
I found the shore in time.
I found if I just took each step
That stood in front of me,
The mountain didn’t look as high,
Nor deep, it seemed, the sea.
The times I stood in frozen steps,
The valley peering deep,
It wasn’t ‘til I freed myself,
The mountain seen less steep.
I focused on my God above
And took each weary step,
And when I gazed my eyes on down...
The valley I had leapt.
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