How to begin is more than I can plainly say. From where I have been. I know You carried me all the way to this place. Oh Lord, I feel I want to somehow say this for You.
The mountains are steep. And the valleys low. And already I'm weary. But I have so far to go. Oh, and sorrow holds my hand. And suff'ring sings me songs.
Oh yeah. If I could see beyond the step before me, beyond my doubts and fears. If I could just feel your hand in my hand, see with my eyes you're here.