A Mountain In A Storm |
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Nothing seems so strong, so sure
As a mountain in a storm Though winds my blow, clouds may swirl Through blinding storm, I see that form Mid smashing trees and falling limbs So calm and sure it stands I shudder - and suddenly I see My life - so like the shifting sands |
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When storms come up and things go wrong
I lose my grip - just go to pieces Lord, make me like that ageless mount Keep me strong till danger ceases There's beauty in that chilling wind Blowing the trees and hurling snow That folks that haven't stood up here Can never even hope to know |
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