This mountain in front of me
A fear, a sorrow, an internal game
Ever growing in greatness and degree
Every day it’s all the same
I struggle, I climb, I slip, and I cry
Everything I do bringing me closer to reprise
The smile on my face is just a lie
This too will become my demise
I fight to find the prayer oh so deep
The truths of knowledge so far from the heart
My faith in Him I desire to keep
From the love of my Savior I do not wish to part
I pray, “God, can you please move this mountain?”
And frantically read of a mustard seed
The thoughts “if only…if only…” through my head they ran
Faith oh so small is all I would need
But the mountain is still there God
Why is it still there?
The questioning begins – “Do I not have faith?” “Am I a fraud?”
Either that or He is just not fair
“Don’t go there,” I say
Oh, but I can’t
Don’t believe those traps the dark one lay
Don’t trust the lies he is sure to plant
My God is more
He is more than the mess I’m in
My body may be poor
But Abundance flows from within
My God can do more than move this mountain
He is more than the devil’s scheme
I will put my trust in the life-giving Fountain
If only to see His glory gleam
My God can do more than move this mountain
His power knows no end
He knows the names of stars by the thousand
And I know my heart He will defend
To see the powerful glory of God Almighty
I will calm my heart and bid it still
This mountain is oh so tiny
In light of His perfect and glorious will
Be it mountain, valley, or ocean
In His loving hands my future I see
His glory is my soul’s devotion
Even with this mountain in front of me
