Help to Climb the Mountain
Your servant has found
The courage to pray before you
At the foot of this mountain.
I have limited faith in my abilities but
I believe you can show me the way.
My pack is heavy as
I start to climb.
I lay it down. Will you carry it for me?
The terrain is steep and rugged.
I stumble and trip while looking at the scenery.
Hold my hand and
Make a path for my feet.
My eyes are on you.
You will be my guide.
I will listen to your voice and
Answer when you call.
I grow weary as I climb.
Please, give me some of your rest and
Living Water as refreshment.
I am scared.
May I take comfort in your lap?
Hide me under your wings.
My body hurts from
Struggling up this mountain.
Will you soothe it with your balm?
This journey discourages me but
I look forward to the
Rewards you have promised.
This climb has been hard.
Thank you for
Sticking closer than a brother.
From the mountaintop
The struggle to get here seems so small and
You seem so big.
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