Don't Look at the Stone, but to the Rock

Sometimes as I walk the narrow path
I get to looking down at the stones
Then I see my weary feet
Kicking dust on my aching bones

Now my toes are blistered,cut
I can go no further today
I stumble and bumble upon a rock
Just in time to hear someone say

"Take my hand for I know the way
You're weak but I am strong"
I reached out and was lifted to HIS arms
We almost floated along

This is the way it always should be
Though my feet were blistered still
When I put my trust in the Master's hand
He helped me dance up that hill

It seemed like an impossible mountain before
With my eyes on the cutting stone
But after I lifted them to the mighty ROCK
It became a delightful path to His throne!!

--- Marijo Phelps ---