Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe:
It’s then I have to remember
That it’s in the valleys I grow.
If I always stayed on the mountaintop
And never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God’s love
And would be living in vain.
I have so very much to learn
And my growth is often slow;
Sometimes I need the mountaintops,
But it’s in the valleys I grow.
I do not always understand
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one thing:
My Lord will see me through.
My little valleys are nothing
When I picture Christ on the cross;
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan’s loss.
Forgive me, Lord, for complaining
When I’m feeling so very low;
Give me a gentle reminder
That it’s in the valleys I grow.
Continue to strengthen me, Lord,
And use my life each day
To share Thy love with others
And help them find their way.
Thank you for the valleys, Lord,
For this one thing I know:
The mountaintops are glorious,
But it’s in the valleys I grow!
Anon