Sometimes life seems
hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe.
It's then I have to
remember,
That it's in the valleys I grow.
If I always
stayed on the mountain top,
And never experienced pain,
I would never
appreciate God's love,
And would be living my life in vain.
I have so much to
learn,
And my growth is very slow,
Sometimes I need the mountain
tops,
But it's in the valleys I grow.
I do not always
understand,
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one
thing,
My Lord will see me through.
My little valleys
are nothing,
When I picture Christ on the cross,
He went through the
valley of death,
His victory was Satan's loss.
Forgive me Lord,
for complaining,
When I'm feeling so very low,
Just give me a gentle
reminder,
That it's in the valleys I grow.
Continue to
strengthen me, Lord,
And use my life each day,
To share your love with
others,
And help them find their way.
Thank you for the
valleys, Lord,
For this one thing I know,
The mountain tops are
glorious,
But it's in the valleys I grow.
