THE MOUNTAIN

by: Jean V. Russell

Time adds up the hours
By the moments of the day
And the heart that bears life's burdens
Is the one who stops to pray.

For all these precious moments
Are as grains of sand from the sea
And with every fervent prayer that's said
We form our victory.

Soon the sand becomes the mountain
Built upon faith's gift
And the flow of time cannot erase
Or wash our world adrift.

And so as surely as the sea
Rises to meet the shore
The mountain of our victory
Shall stand forevermore.

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