Carina

Let me tell you what He did for me, with the weight of my worries tearing my sleeve. I cried to my Father the other night, the end of all hope. "Show me the rope, which way to go" As I fell asleep, He took away my worries. He picked me up put me on His shoulders.I could see for miles. He showed me that the mountain I'm climbing, is not a mountain at all, but a gentel slope leading home.There are mountains towering ahead. He says to me "These are mine. Hold my hand, you'll be fine"I could see for miles. He showed me that the mountain I'm climbing, is not a mountain at all, but a gentle slope leading home."The mountains are mine"