HE'S GOD OF THE VALLEYS TOO

When you stand on a mountain where the air is clear,
With the valley all in view;
It's easy then, to know that He's near,
And rejoice that His Word is true;

But down in the valley, when doubts and fears,
Like the fog in a dark, dismal cloud,
Close around and there falls on our trembling ears,
Discouraging words, like a shroud;

It's then, when our friends seem all too few,
And the call to give up seems so loud,
And our hopes and plans are all scattered askew,
That His people so often are cowed!

But, there in the valley, real victories are won;
For it's then that His power's revealed;
And behind every cloud of gloom, there's the sun,
And every sorrow's a blessing concealed!

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