Faith
FAITH
The mountain stands in front of me
and claims my lifelong road,
It stops my path, and I can see
no way to bear my load.
I stumble fast, and then I fall,
and in my time of need,
I find this mountain is a wall
that hides my mustard seed.
And yet, I feel His mighty hand
is firm--and won't let go!
and leaning on his word, I stand,
to see what I should know
that mountains fall, as quick as I
can think "get over there!"
and never will it ask me why,
for mountains never dare!
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