No life is like a level road
with Heaven as its farthest goal. . .
but valleys deep and mountains high
that test your patience and your soul.
The valleys are your days of gray
when plans all seem to go awry . . .
but valleys we must always have
or else there'd be no mountains high.
So in your valleys, patience have
be like the heart within your breast . . .
note how it very strongly beats
then wisely stops a beat. . . to rest!