Where do I go when there's nobody else to turn to?. Who do I talk to when nobody wants to listen?. Who do I lean on when there's no foundation stable?.
He left the splendor of Heaven. Knowing His destiny. Was the lonely hill of Golgotha. There to lay down His life for me. . And if that isn't love. Then the ocean is dry.
When I'm low in spirit I cry Lord lift me up I want to go higher with Thee. But nothing grows high on a mountain so He picked out a valley for me. And He leads me beside still waters somewhere in the valley below.