THE STAIRWAY
The stairway rises heaven high, The steps are dark and steep, In weariness we climb them As we stumble, fall and weep. And many times we falter Along the path of prayer, Wondering if You hear us And if You really care. Oh, give us some assurance, Restore our faith anew, So we can keep on climbing The stairs of prayer to You. For we are weak and wavering, Uncertain and unsure, And only meeting You in prayer Can help us to endure. All life's trials and troubles, Its sickness, pain and sorrow, And give us strength and courage To face and meet tomorrow! ~Helen Steiner Rice~ |