Life is a vapor,
Like a fine mist above the valley floor, rising unto the hills.
We walk slowly through the valleys that are lush and green
With crystal rivers flowing through-
And we long to stay.
With crystal rivers flowing through-
And we long to stay.
But the Lord bids our feet on...
We linger at the base of the mountain, preparing to begin the climb.
Not sure of the obstacles that await us...
only knowing we must go on.
only knowing we must go on.
So, we put on coat and boots and our arms through our packs,
And with chin up we face the mountain.
We take those first steps...
not sure we will make it through the storms.
But, like the seasons of this earth....
we cannot skip any.
we cannot skip any.
We need each one. ~
To build our faith.
To make us strong.
To remind us we need to lean on Him.
In the peace of the valley and through the storms of the climb...
And this I know with all my heart. ~
He will cause the sun to shine down on all our seasons of life.


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