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~ ![]() |