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 sure of one thing,
My Lord will see me through.

Continue to strengthen me, Lord,
And use my life each day,
To share Your love with others,
And help them on their way.

Thank You for the valleys, Lord.
For this one thing I know,
The mountain tops are glorious,
But it's in the valleys I grow.

My little valleys are nothing,
When I picture Christ on the cross.
He went through the valley of death,
And His victory was Satan's loss.

Forgive me, Lord, for complaining,
When I'm feeling very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder,
That it's in the valleys I grow.