Make It To The Mountain © 2014 Cindy Hughlett / Ron Oates


When the rivers overflowing, filling up my soul
I reach my hand to heaven, never wanting to let go
Time in Your presence, Lord Your glory to behold
Love beyond all measure, mere words have never told  

Down in the valley, I don’t have strength to climb.
I plead Lord for mercy, knowing you will hear my cry.
You’re the God of understanding, God who meets my need.
When I can’t make it to the mountain, You bring the mountain Lord to me.

Peace all consuming gently takes control
Calming my spirit, for what tomorrow holds
Lord I will trust you whatever lies ahead
You were here before me, working out Your plan.

I will Praise You in the morning, Praise You in the night
Praise You in the laughter, Praise You when I cry
You’re the God of Grace and Comfort
I will trust You and believe
When I can’t make it to the mountain
You bring the mountain Lord to me.

When I can’t make it to the mountain
When I can’t make it to the mountain
You bring the mountain Lord to me…



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