Celestial grace pours down on me.
Your love has filled my heart.
Rejoice, I do, when I'm with You,
but life tears me apart.
I pray, "Dear Lord, please give me strength.
Sometimes I can't go on...
Does Your sparrow not have shelter
from things it comes upon?
"Yea, though I walk through the valley,
where evil so abounds,
I did not know that Your path Lord,
would have such 'ups and downs'.
They take my house, possessions too,
but You say 'follow me'.
So faithfully, I stumble on.
Was this all meant to be?
"Yea, though I walk the shadow through,
which covers all the grounds...
I did not know that Your path Lord,
would have such 'ups and downs'.
The future's dark, so go, how I?
Oh, what am I to do?
I often find it slippery
as I reach out to You.
"Yea, though I walk through horrid death,
I hear its helpless sounds...
I did not know that Your path Lord,
would have such 'ups and downs'."
His way is seldom easy,
and downright serious -
but yet I know it's not as hard
as nails that held Jesus.
His way is met with 'ups and downs'.
It's often slippery.
Sometimes I feel incapable -
and tempted so, to flee.
But it is then that I recall
that He protects the sparrow -
so faithfully I drag my cross
here on the straight and narrow.