1 If we can not climb the mountain
Where the strong and daring go,
We can stand beside the Fountain
Whence the living waters flow;
If our feeble footstep lingers,
Tempted by some song of earth,
We can hear the heav’nly singers
Chanting of a Savior’s birth.
2 If the path be dim and winding,
Should we stumble on the way?
If the mist be thick and blinding,
We can seek a heav’nly ray;
If the days be damp and chilly,
If the light be faint and low—
We are passing thro’ the valley
Where the steps are always slow.
3 Oh, we hear of mountain passes
Where His wayworn footsteps led;
Of Bethsaida’s dewy grasses,
Where the multitude was fed;
Every path His feet have taken,
And His loving voice says, "Come";
Let His way be ne’er forsaken,
Till we reach our heav’nly home.
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