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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
mountain top
And never
experienced
pain,
I would never
appreciate God's
love
And would be
living in vain.
I have so much
to learn
And my growth is
very slow,
Sometimes I need
the mountain
tops,
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.
Just 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 your
love with others
And help them
find their way.
Thank you for
valleys, Lord
For this one
thing I know
The mountain
tops are
glorious
But it's in the
valleys I grow!
(This
poem was written
by Jane
Eggleston who
currently lives
in Virginia.
Her son Jeff
states,
"She is a
wonderful
person, loves
Jesus and has
been the best
mother anyone
could ever ask
for." What
a fitting
tribute to any
mother.)
The
song
"Dreams"
was written and
performed by
Margi Harrell
Check
out CDs from
Margi Harrell
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