Thursday, January 2, 2020

Mountain High



Here upon this mountain high
Up where nothing bu the eagles fly
I sit at the top and wonder why
My life has been brought to such dismay
Here before me all my burdens lay
 On the ground far below
I wonder if anyone knows
The wrongs I did
The men I made bleed
This is all to much for me
The lies I’ve told
The stuff I’ve seen
It is time my soul was clean
As I think about jumping one last time
An Angel came down from up on high
The Angel helped me down the mountainside
When I reached bottom I was so glad
There is a GOD who loves me
Even when I am sad

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