Faltering

Glory Alleluia
Glory Praise the Lord
Glory Alleluia
Holy is the Lord

We climb so high
And we fall so low
With stumbling steps
But still you know
Where we’ve been
And where we go

The daisies
In the fields
The dandelions
Too
The lilies, daffodils
Kept and clothed
by you
The rocks
When all is still
From lowest road
To highest hill
When all is silent
Oh they will
Cry.  

Well I suppose
A broken song
Is the best we’ll ever sing
It’s a heavy load
And the road is long
And we’re all faltering.

So…