One Time

Let me tell you what He did for me, the weight of my worries tearing my sleeve.
I cried to my Father, The end of all hope.
"Show me the rope, which way to go." As I fell asleep,
He took away my worries.
He picked me up and put me on His shoulders.

I could see for miles. He showed me that the mountain I'm climbing is not a mountain at all,
But a gentle slope leading home.

There are mountains towering ahead.
He says to me, "these are Mine. hold My hand, you'll be fine."

I could see for miles. He showed me that the mountain I'm climbing is not a mountain at all,
But a gentle slope leading home.

Aw...Ah...

"The mountains are mine!"