I Climb a Mountain

I climb a mountain, each day, quicker to the crest
To heavenly places my heart finds rest.
Ever closer, becoming like the One I live for,
I walk up the mountain to visit my Lord
Sometimes in a valley dark and cold
When I look up, I see heavens reflection, like purest gold.
At times, I find waters of trouble all around,
If I didn’t reach out to Him, surely I would drown
My enemies, seek always to distract; so I would lose my way.
However, I recognize the path marked, as I, God’s Word obey
Before long, the day is over, and I lay down again to rest,
For I’ve climbed God’s Mountain and Jesus is the crest.