My Valley Days
MY VALLEY DAYS
I WAS LOST DEEP IN THE VALLEY
AND WAS TRAPPED THERE ALONE,
SO FILLED WITH GRIEF AND SORROW
LIKE I HAVE NEVER KNOWN.
MY HEART BECAME LIKE A SOLID BRICK
MY TEARS I COULD NOT HOLD,
AND I COULD NOT SEE THE HAND OF GOD
REACHING DOWN THERE BELOW.
WITH OUT STRETCHED ARMS TOWARDS ME
TO BRING ME SAFELY THROUGH,
THIS VALLEY THAT I FELL IN
WHERE I NEVER SAW ANY VIEW.
HE BOUGHT ME TO THE MOUNTAIN TOP
AND I FOUND MY JESUS THERE.
WITH HIS ARMS SO GENTLY OPEN
I RAN TO HIM IN TEARS.
IT WILL ALL BE OK HE WHISPERED
I WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR GUIDE.
AND IF YOU EVER FALL AGAIN
I WILL BE RIGHT THERE BY YOUR SIDE.
WRITTEN BY ANN HART
COPYRIGHTED
Copyright © Ann Hart | Year Posted 2008
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