I count my trials a blessing,
They draw me close to God.
With only a mountain top to enjoy,
I may lose sight of the beauty the valleys have to offer.
I crave the sight of the crocus and Lilly's,down in the valley.
In my darkest valley ,
Seems the sun shines the brightest.
It's then I seek the ways of God.
Water flows more freely.
Quietness,soothes my soul.
In my valleys ,I gain strength,
To climb the high mountains.
In the valley, I must look higher,
To find the glittering stars.
Whether in the valley or,
Upon mountains high,
God is always by my side.