The road is long,
The journey is hard,
And the path seems uneven to your feet.
And you wonder why,
That in order to follow Christ,
You must walk this lonely straight and narrow way.
You've come to the place
Where the weariness runs so deep
That you seek a lonely place to go and die.
But wait for the Lord
To come in a still, small voice
And help you to push on until the end.
You can't scale a mountain peak without a strain.
The flowers cannot bloom if there's no rain,
And we...must suffer...to gain
A crown that will never fade away.
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